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

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January 24th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ve been quite under the weather the last few days, with really no option but to rest, and do nothing. I can barely use my brain, let alone move.  Turns out that this is my actual nightmare, as I spend an average day doing 900 things. I don’t feel like I’ve had a good day unless I’ve Done, and Done Lots. But it all feels like some sort of karmic lesson that I hope I can receive.  Isn’t that what you do with karmic lessons? Don’t you ‘receive’ them? Do you put them in a vase with water? It’s some sort of lesson in patience and being present and letting go of all standards and expectations and just Being. Off to find a large enough vase, so that at least one thing can be Done.

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LOCATION, LOCATION (?)

January 15th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m off on a slightly last minute trip to cover set for an out of town shoot all week, and I’m fairly certain I cannot disclose the location as it might lead to spoilers, so I’ll just say I’m off to ********** where there will be lots of ******** and also ******** and probably some ******* and surely some ******** for lots of scenes in which ******** so basically just stay tuned for lots of vague, blurred out pictures of me with ******* and you know, also definitely *********.

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daily joys

January 5th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

It’s been a rough work week, and so to lift myself up, I’m choosing to focus on small, easily repeated, infinitely joyful pleasures, like how easy it is to make Morrison happy. Like this morning, while walking home from punishing myself by faking upper body strength at the gym:

Me (on phone): Hey, you want me to pick you up a breakfast burrito?

Morrison: F YEAH!!!!!!!

And when I return home, with said burrito:

Morrison: YES!!!! BREAKFAST BURRITOS!!!!!!!

Because: when you can’t please everyone, focus instead on pleasing the one person you know you always can.

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Home is where your socks and cat and vodka are

November 16th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

So maybe during this week of transitioning into a new home, I also have an episode in production which means 14 hour days, but at the end of each one, I get to go Home to the essentials.

Not pictured: Husband; ALSO ESSENTIAL.

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To write Bravely

August 29th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ve been thinking about what my next play is going to be….all I know is I want it to offer a new perspective on something divisive, like the Cake did. It’s a commission for Theater Breaking Through Barriers, so it’s also an opportunity to be inclusive of actors with disabilities, without making the play ABOUT that. There are things that I’m interested in writing about, but then there’s this layer beneath: things that make me ANGRY, AFRAID, things that make me want to SPIT AND HIDE. Things that the secret part of my brain tends to go to. I think writers often write about the things right above these things. The more socially acceptable, surface skater-y version of these things. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF INSTEAD, WE ACTUALLY JUST WROTE ABOUT THOSE AWFUL THINGS? MIGHT SOMETHING WONDERFUL COME FROM THIS CREATIVE BRAVERY? DON’T WE HAVE A RESPONSIBILITY TO WRITE BRAVELY, FOR ALL OF THOSE WHO RISK THEIR LIVES FOR JUST WRITING? IS THIS THE CLOSEST MY LIFE WILL EVER GET TO GAME OF THRONES?! PROBABLY YES

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Houston.

August 28th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

It’s unfortunate, but it oftentimes takes a personal connection to a tragedy to make it seem more real.  But such are humans, and such also is tragedy, I guess. These southern Texas floods are devastating, and to make them about me, like we do: I was just in Houston in February to develop The Cake at the Alley theater, which looks like this when it’s NOT underwater:

A video posted by a playwright yesterday shows rushing water almost up to that parking sign. There aren’t words, really, but there can be action: Click here to toss the Red Cross some dough for the victims. Houston buds: wishing you safety and dryness and tacos and peace.

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The power of NOprah

August 18th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

If you happen to be a person who says yes to everything, out of fear that if you say no, the person will reject you or think you are terrible, which is to say, 97%  of professional women –chances are you will end up overcommitting yourself. Yesterday, I listened to an interview with Oprah, in which she spoke to the power of No, and the moment in which she realized the word was in her Quiver. Stevie Wonder asked her to write a check for a charity, and though she feared that Stevie Wonder would think she was lame if she declined, she said No. The world did not explode. She has been practicing intentionality ever since: only saying Yes to things that she really, truly cares about. All of this to say: if at any point in the  near future you ask me to do something for you, and I say no, it is only because I THINK THAT I AM OPRAH.

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RUDE

August 11th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Scene: as I approach the lunch table, my face morphs for joy to horror as a I spot a GIANT TUB OF MAC N CHEESE NEXT TO MY SALAD. I confront the very nice and considerate Writer’s PA, as he passes by.

Me: What is this?

Writer’s PA: Oh, I got it for everyone.

Me: Why would you do that?

Writer’s PA: Oh, I just thought it’d be nice for everyone to —

Me: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO ME

Writer’s PA: Oh — I really just thought

Me: WHY.

Writer’s PA: Oh, sorry, did you not want any?

Me: NO.

Writer’s PA: That’s weird because I think you just ate half of it in the last seven seconds.

Me: MUFHHHGHHHHHHmmgghhhhcheese

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playwright gamez

July 15th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I like to think that every playwright has their own coping mechanisms slash games to get themselves through the very vulnerable experience of sitting in a room with people as they watch your soul play out live for ninety minutes. My personal favorite: focus on the person who clearly does not want to be there. TRY AND WILL THEM TO WANT TO BE THERE BY STARRING AT THE BACK OF THEIR HEAD SO HARD IT MAKES YOUR EYEBALLS HURT. Whenever the person sighs heavily or even just slightly moves, convince yourself that you’re a hack. Start to draft an apology letter to the person in your head. BEFORE YOU KNOW IT, PLAY IS DONE / PAIN IS OVER / RUN AWAY FROM PERSON / NEVER DELIVER NOTE.

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skirtchalance

June 30th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Some of the actors came into the writer’s room today to hear their storylines for the season, which has absolutely NOTHING to do with the fact that I chose to wear this fun skirt that makes me feel like I might be allowed to sit at the same table with famous people.

I would never try to be perceived as more elegant or put together than I actually am.  I am FAR too busy and engaged in my own work to actually wonder things like ‘if I wear this skirt will the famous people notice?’ or ‘why, no matter how much of my money I give to Nordstrom, do I still look like a very tall baby?’ or ‘why is there cabbage in my hair?’ FAR TOO BUSY TO EVEN CARE.

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