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

Happy (father’s) Day

June 17th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

For Father’s Day, I would like to post this picture that is not really of my Father, but of Myself very dressed up looking adoringly at my Father, because Father’s Day and he’s wonderful and supportive and always there when I need him but LOOK AT MY DRESS WILL I EVER LOOK LIKE THAT AGAIN OR WILL I JUST GET OLDER AND SQUISHIER UNTIL I AM THE AGE OF MY FATHER IN THE PICTURE SORRY DAD I MADE IT ABOUT MYSELF

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Older person things

June 13th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Last night, reflecting on my last day as a 35 year old person, I made a really profound and specific observation about birthdays.  For SOME reason, Morrison did not find it that revolutionary, but his standards are high.  It was something like, and maybe seriously grab a pen and write this down or perhaps get it tattooed to your rib cage:

Birthdays kind of make me sad because they remind you that you’re getting older, that you’re not young anymore. 

I know this musing is esoteric and vague, so I’ll break it down for you:

With each birthday, I feel older, thus more aware of all of the years I’ve lived, how much I’ve changed. I KNOW. More specifically, the nice things I like to do for myself on the day drastically shift. Like today, I woke up early just so I can drink coffee in bed, and I’m getting my house cleaned, so  I that can come home after work to clean countertops and floors. IF THAT’S NOT A BOUNCYHOUSE OF ADULTHOOD I TRULY DO NOT KNOW WHAT IS. BUT ALSO I DID THIS INSANE CAT FACE MASK FROM CARRIE, SO JK, I’M STILL TWELVE

 

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I WAS (NOT AT) THE TONYS!

June 11th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

 

Last night, in his acceptance speech, Andrew Garfield dedicated his Tony for his performance in Angels in America to the LGBTQ community, and made some comment, a la ‘let’s bake a cake for everyone!’ I was not watching the Tony’s, as I was too busy spiraling into self-loathing over rewrites on a thing that could one day maybe actually GET me an actual Tony, but I received a bunch of sweet texts and emails from people watching, as I am now forever associated with Cake (ASK ME IF I’M MAD AT IT/ I’M NOT.) So for now, let’s just shout into the universe, I WON (BY WHICH I MEAN ANDREW GARFIELD WON AND THEN SAID A THING THAT REMINDED PEOPLE OF SOMETHING I WROTE) A TONY!

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the best of Boys

June 10th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

For girls with brothers, I think there is a special place in the heart that explodes when their love and their brother do literally anything together, like laugh together, or stand next to each other, or play a game with each other, or even stand next to each other while playing games. THIS PICTURE / MEMORY NOW LIVES IN THAT CORNER OF MY HEART.

 

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This is Women

May 24th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Oh Hi, have you noticed that this week my blog has basically been reduced to 2 sentences? No? Just me? GOOD, PLEASE KEEP NOT NOTICING, AS IF THERE’S ONE THING I SHOULD NOT HAVE ANXIETY ABOUT, IT’S THIS BLOG, BUT MIRACULOUSLY, I HAVE FOUND A WAY TO WORRY ABOUT IT. I’m back to work on This is Us this week, which means back gabbin n snackin with some of my favorite women in the world. It just so happens that our first week back, the show was honored with a Gracie Award (honoring female luminaries in Media) and so we all got to get gussied up and go and accept it:

AND NOW WE’RE A GRACEFUL, HAPPY GETTY IMAGE FOREVER. THE END.

 

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Patrons

May 16th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

As artists ourselves, Morrison and I are determined to use our privilege to support the work of fierce and bold and relevant emerging talent. Most recently, we purchased a Lifestyle Magazine called Lifestyle from some up and coming second graders, in hopes that our investment might validate and encourage them:

The Mermaid Style

The Tail Style

Princess Style

The Fairy Style

Unicorn Style

We can do this To

 

 

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moment catcher

May 14th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I promise that tomorrow I’ll return to regular coverage of my weird bad dreams, but just one more time, Tulum. I love this picture I took:

These two dudes (whom the girls sitting across from us noted had ‘extreme Dothraki vibes’) were just spinning around on the roof of this nest, reveling in the storm clouds as they moved in. I mean, just before they started spinning, they were taking an absurd amount of panoramic pictures, but then at a certain point, they stopped taking pictures, and just experienced the moment. Enter ME, secretly taking a picture of THEM while they thoroughly inhabited the moment. Is there a business there? You hire someone to secretly capture you in authentic moments, in which you don’t know that your picture is being taken at all? IS THERE?

Wait.

I think I mean photographer.

Yes I do.

I mean photographer.

 

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this young fellow

April 27th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday someone decided to post their old headshot and then natch, everyone started do it, and though Morrison does NOT like to engage in Things that Everyone are Doing on the Internet, he decided to make an exception, because THIS:

Look at this sharp and pensive soul! BACK OFF, WOMEN OF 2009. BACK TO YOUR JEAN SHORTS OVER TIGHTS. HE’S MINE. HE JUST DOESN’T KNOW IT YET.

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TULUM!

April 26th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Elizabeth and I usually head to Palm Springs for our birthdays, for a weekend of sun and chips and giggling at each other, but this year, slightly on a whim, we’ve decided to go to Tulum, so that I might be on vacation literally until the moment that I go back to work (read: the very next morning.) DID WE GET SO EXCITED THAT WE BOOKED THE HOTEL SUPER QUICKLY BEFORE READING ALL OF THE REVIEWS, ONLY TO COME TO FIND THAT A GOOD 50% OF PEOPLE WHO STAY IN THE ‘RUSTIC CHIC’ ESTABLISHMENT HATE IT WITH A FIRE RESERVED ONLY FOR ONE STAR TRIP ADVISOR REVIEWS?

You KNOW it.

MIGHT OUR ‘PRIVATE PLUNGE POOL’ BE FULL OF SEAWEED AND BUGS? PERHAPS MAYBE. IF SUCH IS THE CASE, WILL I SPEND THE WEEKEND STILL COUNTING MY BLESSINGS THAT I GET TO GO AT ALL, AND BE WITH MY FRIEND, AND STARING AT THIS PICTURE OF WHAT IT’S SUPPOSED TO LOOK LIKE?

You know THAT, also.

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Andrea G.

April 24th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

As I may have mentioned here before, I tend to read most of my reviews because a.) GOSH, I LOVE PAIN  and b.) I truly feel like I can learn from them,  if I read them with one eye open  (keeping the other eye that scans every moment and room I’m in for reasons to doubt myself carefully closed.) I happened upon this review of the Chicago production of the Cake the other day, and for reasons I decided NOT to unpack in a middle of the night email to the critic, it upset me deeply. I let it go for a few days, then yesterday, decided to revisit it, because again, I LOVE PAIN and also because with the initial sting having settled, I wanted to see what I could learn, as I’m still tweaking the play. And lo and behold, an angel woman named Andrea G. had left this beautifully articulated comment on the review  (my favorite parts in bold):

You are missing the point. Hear me out. There it was- my life on the stage. That NEVER happens. The real side of being a gay woman. Finally something REAL. You still have to love your family. You still have to reach across the table. Because we still need to live in our current lives. Della is lovable because most of the time your family member is lovable. I have a ton of Dellas in my live. And I wish I could be braver like Jen and work through them all. But you choose those like Della who really love you and you work it through. So you both grow. And it HURTS. Are you not gay? Or are you not a woman? Because that is the way women deal with things. Slowly and painfully. I’ll give this, then you give that, slowly. If you are really really lucky it ends well. I am still bruised as I am sure every lesbian who left the theater. You say it is intellectually and emotionally unnutritious. That is INSANE. This is family not the government or your job. You have to give people time to change, reevaluate and change some more. Dissuading others from seeing it because it doesn’t fit into the cookie cutter liberal “should,” is keeping people from actually seeing their lives in art. Not a fantasy of how life should be, but how it is. Because the play you are asking for wouldn’t hit home for me. It is a fantasy for me- where I sit down with my aunt and have a conversation about identities It wouldn’t be emotional because it would never happen. Because that is what your said privileged people do- conversations about identities. Not us poor blue collar folks. And your attitude towards Della is elitist and condescending. Yes she is a bigot. But your (and Macy’s attitude) is not so nice either.

ANDREA G., you are why I write plays. Thank you for speaking for me, with me.

 

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