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

Empty / Full

October 16th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Nearly one entire year ago, I bought this jar of Sorghum molasses from a roadside store in the NC mountains. We’d been married for two days and ten minutes. NOW NEARLY 365 DAYS LATER OMG TIME, It is finally cashed, as they say in France. Avoiding work and stress, I’ve turned the jar into countless cookies / memories / breads / apologies / gifts / thanks yous / carbs, just in general. The jar now appears to be empty, but it actually holds a whole year lived, 100 things not written. THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES, MOLASSES, AND OF COURSE ALSO THE PROCRASTINATION!

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INSPO

October 7th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Family wedding Hair and makeup people: please bring inspiration pictures to the appointment so that we might guide you to your best look.

Me:

Hair and Makeup people: Is this serious, or a joke?

Me: WHAT IS ‘SERIOUS?’ WHAT IS ‘JOKE?’ NOW PLEASE, MAKE ME LOOK THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN IN THE WORLD WITHOUT TOUCHING ME

Result:

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DIVERSION DIVERSION DIVERSION

October 2nd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Once again, I offer to you my coping mechanism for just how awful the world is right now:

JUST FOCUS ON PICTURES OF NIECE OLIVIA

THERE IS ONLY OLIVIA

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Let them in

October 1st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

My first plays in college were very much just me trying to articulate and work through some things that were troubling me about my life, about the world and the way that I saw it. Being that I was all of 18-21, which is to say, very mature and deep and complicated, I, for the most part, kept these plays to myself, and didn’t share this part of myself with my parents. Over the years, this started to feel wrong, as there is little space between myself and my plays, so keeping my parents away from them was cutting them off from a big part of my Self. Last night we strolled through the classrooms where I wrote said first plays, then I sat with them as they watched The Cake. My feelings could be described as ‘terror’ and ‘worry’ and ‘wanting to at the same time vomit and cry’ and ‘where is wine’ but now, on the other side of it, I feel lucky and liberated  and open,  having shared. Why do the work if you can’t share it with the people who made you? IF A PLAY FALLS IN AN UNDERGRADUATE THEATER BUILDING, DO ANY PARENTS HEAR IT AT ALL? (Because they should.)

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the Fullest of Circles

September 30th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

It is maybe a TINY BIT NERVE WRACKING to return to your college town / college theater where you wrote your first play to watch a play that you wrote about the icky locked corners of your morality and consciousness, and by tiny bit, I mean  Chapel Hill now has four less bottles of white wine, and I actually almost leapt out of the car on the drive there.  BUT, swell news: not only is the Playmaker’s production of The Cake beautiful and a thing to be proud of,  I got to see it sandwiched between my sisters:

I met these two in the  drama department some 15 years ago, Blaine with her backless tank tops and Camino Real monologues, Carrie with her glorious singing voice and princess hair. Playwrights: a play SHOULD feel personal, to the point of burning self consciousness, but to protect yourself from those feelings while you watch your work, I highly recommend zipping yourself up in a sleeping bag of old friends, and watching from that safe place.

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HAPPY OUR BIRTHDAY

September 28th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I think birthdays are big freaking deals. I don’t care how old you are. It’s a day to make the birth person feel loved and loved hard. And so the fact that I have to leave my poor  husband on HIS birthday to fly to NC to go see The Cake makes me NAUSEOUS WITH PAIN AND GUILT. And so last night, I made sure to remind him what his birthday is really about: MANAGING MY OWN FEELINGS AND EXPECTATIONS AND GUILT ABOUT HIS BIRTHDAY. (Also, there were presents, most notably, a hand-crafted Axe, because survivalism is practically now a section on CrateandBarrel.com or perhaps it should be.)  HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my love, to my most favorite collaborator!  THERE IS NO ONE I’D RATHER FACE THE END OF DAYS WITH.

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pre-pregnant

September 25th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

We are not yet trying to multiply ourselves, but moreso just in the beginning stages of preparing for that stage of life, which is to say, we are pre-pregnant, a term that I keep using and will keep using until it’s a thing. A couple most notably spends this time combing through grandparents for names, wistfully idealizing all phases of child birth and rearing, staring at other people’s babies, and sleeping til 9 AM whenever humanly possible. A woman most notably spends this time eating chicken nuggets whenever possible, drinking wine at 3 PM whenever possible, gaining ten pounds for no reason, secretly googling ‘fun maternity dress’ and living with an ever-present, low-grade HOW WILL I BRING LIFE INTO THE WORLD AND ALSO DO MY WORK panic, followed immediately by the comfort that women have been doing this for at LEAST, you know, like a few hundred years, at LEAST. To really lock in this life phase for all that it is, I’m starting myself on a regimen of pre-natal gummy vitamins, which are perfect for ANY WOMAN WHO IS STILL IN FACT A CHILD AND STILL CALLS THEIR WORK THEIR BIG GIRL JOB SO HOW THEN IS IT EVEN POSSIBLE THAT SHE WILL CREATE AND BEAR LIFE? HOW HOW HOW (STAY TUNED FOR HOW)

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Human Paintings

September 20th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

My co-worker pointed out that I kinda hit up the Emmy’s dressed like one of my favorite paintings:  Madame X, John Singer Sargent’s scandalous portrait of Amelie Gartreau:

As for Morrison, he showed up as EVERY OTHER AMAZING PAINTING OF A MAN IN A TUX EVER.

HOW DOES HE KNOW TO DO THAT THING WITH HIS HAND

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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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