bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
playwright in brooklyn, NY

ten year blogiversary!

June 18th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Ten years ago, my very kind and very perceptive boyfriend at the time thought to make me a blog for my birthday. At first I was like, blog WHO? My first few posts were lost and misguided and rambly, at best. But then I started to realize what this blog could be, and then eventually, it became what it is: a reason for me to write something, literally anything, every day, a place for me to voice everything from feelings regarding dresses that look like pencils to gun violence, a place to store my memories (to the point where I think they really don’t get stored in my head anymore), and lastly, a very convenient way to keeps parents up to date on life things. I have since been writing on it every single day. There have been days where my commitment to posting something on it feels absurd, and more about box checking than anything else. I will leave significant life moments of human connection so that I might post something here. But still, I’m happy I’ve done it, every day, no matter what. It’s discipline, be it the narcissistic kind. It’s seen me through jobs and no jobs and new jobs and bad jobs and great jobs, boys I have and don’t want and boys I want an don’t have and boys I need but have never met, books I’ve half-read and books I’ve loved but since forgotten, trips I’ve tripped and trips I haven’t, feelings felt and words thunk and questions raised. And now I have them all here forever.  I have a weird hope that I someday have a great grandkid who stumbles upon this blog when finding themselves freshman year of college. They find it wherever internet artifacts are kept. Boxes that float? They find this blog and they read all the years of it and turn it into a performance piece, having learned that their great great something did something with ….plays? And so suddenly, they find themselves making one. And so here’s to ten more years of content, of thoughts and pictures of cakes and shoes, of a soul that can be scrolled through.

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I would like to not thank the Academy

June 10th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Fox graciously and generously got all of the This is Us writers memberships with the Television Academy, which at first makes one feel quite lucky and fancy, but then, THE BOXES START TO COME.

As a TV academy member / Emmy voter, basically every single show and every single network sends you a highly flammable box containing DVDs of their shows, ALL OF WHICH ARE AVAILABLE ONLINE, and yet, they still send the boxes.  Clearly so much thought and care has gone into the design and presentation of them, and it all just makes you so sad for the people who put so much time and energy into the making of them because you have no time to even open them or watch them because you are too busy making other TVs, and it all just feels so very wasteful and looking at the stacks of them makes you question not only your own time management, but also the entire world, the people in it, and the peoples’ relationships to the that world’s resources. WHAT ARE THINGS? WHAT IS TIME?

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Kind World

May 31st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m really loving this podcast, Kind World. It’s just tiny, seven minutes-ish stories about people whose lives were transformed forever by kindness from complete strangers: a parachute instructor who threw his body under a woman so she would survive a crash landing, a little girl who comforts a lonely old man in a grocery store, random people helping a woman carry her Dad’s wheelchair through the narrow streets of Venice. I can listen to 3-4 on the way to work, and by the time I get there, any faith that shook loose in my dreams has been officially restored.

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how to know you’re ready

May 30th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

1.) I fully acknowledge that there is really no such thing as ‘ready to have a baby.’

2.) WE ARE NOT YET TRYING TO HAVE A BABY, JUST IN THE BEGINNING STAGES OF PONDERING AND THEORIZING.

3.) For me, one big reason I know (think?) I’m ready for kids is that I am sick, just so very sick, of the spin cycle of my own head. I feel like I’ve been thinking and saying and agonizing and worrying over the THE SAME THINGS with very little change for forever. I am sick of hearing myself. I’m sick of my patterns. I am so ready to at least slide them into second place.

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why to has cat

May 4th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I keep having to go out of town, and Cracker not only notices but he cares.  He lies on my suitcase in protest with deep worry and sadness whenever I start to pack.

This is course is nothing compared to what happens when Morrison returns after being out of town for a few days.

LOOK CLOSER. THEY ARE REALLY ACTUALLY HOLDING HANDS.

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I’M COMIN HOME

April 25th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

My Mom got Morrison and I a subscription to Our State, North Carolina’s official magazine, which is her very subtle way of shouting at us to move there. It’s full of pictures and articles about all of the awesome things happening there, or as Morrison lovingly calls it, ‘Propaganda.’   While it is inconceivable, really, for us to do our work in NC, it’s still fun to fantasize about, which is, of course, what it is:  a fantasy. People who actually live in NC go about their lives with work and stress and do not spend all of their time in whimsical sandwich shops or making three bean salads or exploring caves. But still, the magazine is very effective. I know I was just there a week ago, but how soon is too soon for another casual trip home perhaps for a CHEERWINE FESTIVAL?

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Juice for Dayz

March 27th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I am embarking on a three day Juice Cleanse because why not, because clearing out the pipes before my body battles the attitude in Peru.  I can’t decide what’s most upsetting about this juice cleanse: that I’m now a person who thinks to do this, that I’m a person who applies the word ‘embark’ to ‘juice cleanse,’ how much I paid for it, or the fact that I’m only going to drink juice and juice only for three god-given days. I’m guessing it’s a combination of all three upsetting things combined into one brownish elixir of health and self satisfaction. MAYBE I’LL DRINK THAT, TOO.

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what you need to hear

March 23rd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Me: Look at my eyelid. It’s wrinkly and weird.

Morrison: Okay?

Me: NO REALLY, LOOK AT MY EYELID.

(I shove my eyelid in his face, marriage style.)

Morrison: Huh. Yeah!

Me: I have an old eyelid!

Morrison: Hey, you look great, though.

Me: I DO?!

Morrison: Yep!

Me: You’re just saying that.

Morrison:…Yep! Can I please resume my life, now that I’ve told you what you need to hear?

Me: FINE OKAY BUT MAKE IT QUICK

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I has Mom

March 22nd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Happy birthday 61st birthday to the most selfless, giving, loving lady I know. As a writer,  you sometimes end up feeling this weird sense of shame of the love that you were raised with, if you were lucky to be raised with that love, as you’re always searching for trauma truffles for inspiration. The worse the childhood, the better the writing.  Or at least, this is what the Lucky and Loved tell themselves to create torment that they can then turn to poetry that no one should ever see. But today, and all of the days, I’m grateful that she’s around, that she is one year older, that she cares, that she does not give up on trying to understand me though I do not understand myself, that she loves me more than I love myself, but mostly for the fact that I will clearly look I’m 38 TOPS well into my 90s. LOVE YOU MOM!

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Machu Picchu!

March 10th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Julien and I have always wanted to hike Machu Picchu in Peru, and so we are DOING IT IN APRIL, while I have a minute off work, while we both can. It may be unconventional for a married lady to travel without her husband, But as Morrison and I discussed Last year, adventures should continue after marriage both together and apart, so much so that in our vows, he promised me that I could ‘always go kayaking,’ and I love him for that. But being that I am my parents’ kid and a good 50% conventional housewife, I WILL feel a deep guilt up until the point that I am standing on the top of the citadel, looking out, at which point I will release it, and return perhaps a stronger person, and perhaps even, a better wife.

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