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

cake eat cake world

August 16th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

While the Cake here has closed, I am doing some rewrites for the next production of the Cake, and also at work we are talking about a story involving a Cake  (SERIOUSLY: NOT EVEN MY PITCH) and so I think I will now just accept the fact that my life is no longer a life, it is actually a Cake. Air is Cake. Cake is chair. Chair Cake. Cake life. JE CAKE.

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dressxiety

August 15th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

This morning, the gals of This is Us were discussing Emmy’s dress options and I just sort of froze and crawled inside of myself. I’ve ordered a few to try, but mostly I feel just an absurd amount of dread: that I will either try too hard or not try hard enough, that I will spend an absurd amount of money to look at my pictures and see a  little girl trying too hard, that I will hate my pictures and feel like I ruined an incredible life moment by trying too hard or not hard enough, that my gut will press out of whatever overpriced thing I procure, and also that a dress is in fact equal in price to a dining room table which we definitely need. I’m hereby taking a moment to set aside said dread, and focus on what is actually happening: A SHOW THAT I WORK ON IS NOMINATED FOR AN EMMMY, AND SO, I AM GOING TO THE EMMY’s. Regardless of what I wear, I will be there, and that, in itself, considering my beginnings writing poems under my bed, is, and always will be, enough. OKAY BACK TO WORRYING ABOUT DRESSES.

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EARNEST GRATITUDE POST ALERT

August 14th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

The Cake closed yesterday, which is not to say that it is the end: the play is (with different cast / director / designers) is moving onto Playmakers in NC, the Warehouse Theater in SC, La Jolla in SoCal, The Alley in Houston, and hopefully a few more. And also, it will never really be Over, as there will always be cake, and if there’s not, I truly do not know if I want to live in that world. I’ve had plays close many times before, but this one was particularly emotional. It’s always sad when a play ends, as it will never be again, or least, not with the same people, in the same space. But also, this wasn’t just any play. Not only did I get to work with actors who read my mind, made me feel and look smart, captured my laugh-then-tears-then-laugh tone that some aren’t sure how to navigate, but also, I got to work with my husband, and witness first hand the depth his heart and work ethic and creative intelligence.

If that weren’t enough, I got to put voice to icky and complicated questions and contradictions that exist in my head, let them out of my head and into the world,  and discover that so many people wrestle with the same things. I  helped a liberal audience find empathy for those whose beliefs are different from their own, I helped evangelical audience members feel understood. I walked a divide and gave out cake. And if THAT weren’t even enough – I got to make people feel good, feel hopeful and open, which, given how things currently are, feels important. And so, if all of THOSE things weren’t even enough, I got to fully realize that fact itself: that plays are important. They are only important SOMETIMES. They cannot always be important. Sometimes they are selfish and indulgent or too long or  too vague and or too ambitious. But sometimes they effect people. If, at the end of my life, this is my one play that did just that — if this was as good as it gets –I AM SO VERY GOOD WITH THAT.

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Room Porn

August 8th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on HOUSE WE HAVE A HOUSE: we have decided to renovate our kitchen and master bath before we move in. This  involves about 9,000 tiny decisions, but thankfully, my husband has been looking at porn for years. ROOM PORN, that is, which is an actual thread on reddit. And so now, like any couple with a healthy marriage, we look at porn together. Here’s some of our favorites:

OOOOOOH COLOR BLOCKS

OHHHHH YES

MMMM SUCH CLEAN LINES

I COULD TOTALLY PEE IN THERE

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humble thyself in the sight of the Lord

August 7th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I think it goes without saying that lately, things have been going pretty darn great for me. But then Saturday, I flitted out of a nice dinner with friends, en route to my play, to find my car COVERED IN BIRD POOP. Not the car to the right of my car. Not the car to the left. ONLY MY CAR. I’m going to take it as a gentle reminder of a hymn I used to sing in youth group, which I think went something like:

Humble thyself in the sight of the Lord

Humble thyself in the sight of the Lord

Or he

will send birds to poop

poop on your carrrrrrr

Yes he

will send birds to poop on your carrrrrrrr

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LILY. TOMLIN.

August 5th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on The Cake is really just the Gift that keeps on Giving: LILY TOMLIN. Backstory: a few weeks ago, a lovely woman named Geri reached out to me — she read about The Cake in the paper, and recognized my last name, because she grew up in Brooklyn with my Grandmother Roberta, who passed away a while back, who I have always longed to know more about. Geri lives in Florida, but sent one of her dear friends to see the play, who just so happens to be another lovely lady who, for me, will always be the brilliant comedienne who is responsible for the most stunningly accurate toddler impersonation the world has EVER SEEN:

And so last night, one Ms. Lily Tomlin came to see The Cake, and as per, after there was a lot of hand shaking, hugging, half-sentences, and just a whole lot of Glee, just in general.

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Wine Again

August 4th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on What did I ever do to Deserve this Wonderful life, and When Will it blow up in my Face, or Will it Ever, or is worrying That it Will actually it Slowly Blowing up in my Face: Our short film Again got into the NAPA VALLEY FESTIVAL! Basically this means that we now have double reason to go to Napa, wine AND screening of something we made. Does life get better? No? I’m actually completely fine with that.

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NORMAN. FREAKING. LEAR.

July 31st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday, NORMAN LEAR, I repeat, NORMAN FREAKING LEAR — American icon, hero, creator of television that reflects America back to itself, television that is funny and truthful and bold, SOMEHOW WINDED UP AT MY PLAY. He apparently received applause just for walking into the theater. As soon as I got word that he was there, I immediately drove over in hopes of meeting him after.

At 95 years old, he was lovely and patient and kind and stayed after to talk to the actors. He said words to us like ‘stunning’ and ‘heart’ and we said words to him like ‘honor’ and ‘thank you’ and ‘wow’ and ‘Norman Lear.’ I can’t fully remember the moment so I’m glad I at least have a picture of it. I have never more fully felt a compliment. In it, I felt every year of my life. It even kicked me into the future, with a sense of responsibility. Keep doing what Norman did. (But also what he does. The man STILL produces TV.) HEY THANKS FOR THE CAREER DEFINING MOMENT, NORM!

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WHAT A FEEEEEEEEELING

July 28th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

This morning, we went to OUR HOUSE for the first time as PEOPLE WHO OWN A HOUSE which is to say, HOME OWNERS. We frolicked around and laughed like idiots and blasted the central air in our faces and planned where to put things. It was the best feeling.  It could be described as Joy, but more specifically: it’s the feeling of all the years you have lived and all of the years you have yet to live forming walls around you. The past — the ceiling, the present — the floor, and the future suspended inbetween. AND YOU HAVE  A KEY TO IT.

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Je Jew!

July 21st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

For my 35th birthday, I gifted myself with a 23 and me kit. Basically you spit into a vial and give the vial to the mailman and a month later they email you and tell you who you are. I am proud to announce that Je 23.5% Ashkenazi Jew. My whole adult life I have called myself a quarter Jewish, since my grandma was Jewish, and because Math,  but maybe I was just sort of clinging  to the idea, as it connected to me some profound past that I longed for. But today, IT IS ACTUALLY TRUE. Based strictly on google image search of the words, I can only assume that this beautiful woman is my great great great grandmother:

As for the other 76.5 percent, it’s mostly mall parking lots, triscuits and hair ties but DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT.

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