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

The Narrative

September 16th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

If you’re going to be a couple who does Photobooths, which is to say, just a couple who is alive and in any sort of city right now as they are EVERYWHERE AS WE ARE ALL OBSESSED WITH OURSELVES, you gotta have some sort of unspoken agreement game that allows you to make quick, elegant, natural, unforced and timely decisions about what to do in each picture. Over time, we’ve developed a narrative game, that allows each picture to tell a part of a story:

1. We’re dancing like no one’s watching! Oh look, someone’s watching!

2. Let’s acknowledge the people who are watching!

3. Let’s pose for them.

4. NOW LET’S KISS. GROSS.

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THIS IS FAM

September 15th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I fully acknowledge that the Pearsons are fictional characters and not actual people, but LOOK AT THIS BEAUTIFUL TV FAMILY.

It’s so awesome to witness the actual family they have created amongst each other as friends and co-workers,  and how grounded and humble they have all remained, BUT ALSO ADORABLE.

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cousin from another mister

September 14th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

LOOK WHAT THE STORM BLEW IN!

No, quite literally, Irma brought my dear sweet cousin Elli to me, as she could not yet return home to Ft. Lauderdale. THANKS, IRMA! Elli and I haven’t gotten a solid hang in in years, but yesterday, not only did I get to show her off at work and proudly shout at co-workers that she’s an FBI agent, she got to watch me film my first This is Us aftershow (hence the done hair.) We then got to eat and drink the world and talk  family and her new fiance and the craziness of her job and everything in between. I could talk to this woman for 100 years. STORMS: BRINGING FAMILIES BACK TOGETHER SINCE STORMS.

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The Bakery

September 13th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I am INFINITELY GRATEFUL that The Cake is getting a handful of productions across the country this season. First up: at Playmakers Rep, the resident theater company at UNC Chapel Hill, where I wrote my first ever plays. FULL CIRCLE MUCH? It starts preview performances tonight, and as per always, I am there in spirit, haunting the aisles, nervously chewing on my hair. Aside from just being stoked that the play is getting a life, when oftentimes plays open and close and then recede into document folders and internet history where they slowly atrophy — I mostly can’t wait to see ALL OF THE DIFFERENT BAKERY SETS. Check out this gorgeousness:

I just want to live my entire life on the set of a bakery. But with running water and actual cakes. I think I just mean I want to live my life inside of an actual bakery / CALLS CONTRACTOR / REQUESTS THAT NEW HOUSE INSTEAD JUST BE TURNED INTO AN ACTUAL BAKERY

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lie there and think about yourself

September 12th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Maybe I’m doing it wrong, but I don’t like the part at the end of yoga where you’re supposed to ‘lie there and think about yourself, and only yourself.’ All I ever do is think about myself. I am, in fact,  sick of thinking about myself. Whenever the instructor tells me to do this, I just lie there and think about all of the ways in which I spend too much time thinking about myself, and by the time the class ends, I am so weighed down by my own narcissism that I can barely move. Maybe instead, I’ll lay there and think about other people. Maybe for me, savasana should be FORGETTING I EVEN EXIST.

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fragility

September 7th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Do you ever feel like it’s sort of pointless to spend time building and cultivating and perfecting a physical home, because the Weather is a sometimes benevolent but oftentimes vengeful, irrational beast that we have no control over and so maybe it’s better to spend time and money and resources on constructing strength of CHARACTER to endure whatever disasters the Weather create,  instead of walls and ceilings and stairs? NO?  JUST ME? OKAY I’LL JUST SIT HERE ALONE AND FEEL THAT

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printercat

September 6th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I got a lot of favorite things about Cracker, but one of the top 3 has to be this:

HE CAN’T STOP TRYING TO COMFORTABLY SIT ON THE PRINTER. HE HAS TRIED SO MANY WAYS. HE CANNOT FIGURE IT OUT. HE WILL NEVER STOP TRYING.

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Clutch.

September 5th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I need a clutch for the Emmy’s, I mean, literally just a small purse to hold that I can put my phone in, that I might Clutch in a picture. I don’t where women find these, but I can’t seem to find a normal looking one, like just a small stupid black purse to put things inside of. I guess I have no choice but to go meta and clutch this hand clutch.

GO META OR GO HOME AMIRIGHT

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Light

September 1st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on (wo)man’s search for meaning, I can’t stop thinking about this NYT picture of some people in Houston taking in vibrant sunlight for the first time in days:

Just as we all paused life and watched the eclipse a few weeks back, here are these people, rejoicing in a vast, shared thing. I’m not going to go as far as to say that perhaps God sent Harvey to humble us, and bring us together, but, okay, yes. MAYBE DID GOD SEND HARVEY TO HUMBLE US AND BRING US TOGETHER?   I acknowledge that this is a dangerous statement, as surely, most of the people who lost their homes in the floods were already humbled, already together. They did not need to lose their worldly belongings to be reminded of what they already knew. And It’s not lost on me that the flooding affected already poverty stricken, black and latino communities, and there are definitely other communities who are in greater need of being humbled. But still, I want it to be more than just wind forming over an ocean. I want it to have meant something. It’s not my job to determined said meaning, as I was not affected by the storm, but I can’t help but try. I just might look at this picture until it find it.

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the antidote to everything

August 30th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Niece nugget nibling Olivia Grace is 6 months into her life in this DROWNING COUNTRY THAT IS HELL BENT ON DESTROYING ITSELF.

But sweet Livy is unaware. She is too busy deciding whether or not she likes sweet potatoes and finding her toes, her brain and heart forming, because life, the great unifier, persists, despite everything. It’s life that gets strangers to form a human chain to rescue an old man out of his car as it’s been swallowed by flood water, and it’s life that gets people to open up their homes and stop each other’s bleeding with their own clothes. So, I don’t know. Maybe it’s life  that somehow, someday, stops the missiles, or bridges the divide? I don’t know, Livy. You tell me. But first: Grow.

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