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

yet another spectacular Kedding!

October 8th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

WHAT IS A KEDDING, YOU ASK? THANKFULLY YOU ARE ON THE INTERNET, WHICH HAS ALL OF THE INFORMATION, SUCH AS, DEFINITIONS! Kedding: noun; when one of the Keddies (Morrison’s family / Mom’s side of family) gets hitched. IT’S A COMBINATION OF WEDDING AND KEDDIE / KEEP UP / THIS IS AN EVER CHANGING WORLD. This weekend’s Kedding was for dear and beautiful and loyal Kate, Morrison’s oldest sister:

And as Per Kedding standard, we consumed 1400 lbs of carbs, danced to an acceptable hour as if no one and everyone were watching, and  I felt infinitely grateful to be a part this ever expanding family. I kedd you not, I would do one of these a week and it would NEVER GET OLD.

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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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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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BEAR CAMP

September 23rd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Morrison’s Dad came through town last night, en route to the High Sierras for a 3 day solo spiritual awakening hike type situation, like you do. (Please note the similarities between father and son, proving that things like Calm and Practicality  are, in fact, genetic.) Hearing him talking about it, I said that I absolutely need something similar, though I would probably make it about ten minutes before I wondered what was next on the agenda, if there was somewhere  nearby that sold commemorative magnets or shoes, if there was some site to go see. He suggested that I start my outdoors life (of which I kind of have none) with a family trip to Bear Camp. I REPEAT, BEAR CAMP. It’s a glamping trip in Canada where you live in the trees above the Bears, observe them, and occasionally venture down for hikes and river trips, etc. NOW ALL I WANT TO DO IS GO TO BEAR CAMP. It’s all I want. Mostly so that when people ask me what I did over break, I can just casually say ‘Oh, I went to bear camp,’ then offer no more information, like that’s just a thing that people do. I will then become known as a person who camps with Bears,  which is obviously a career-defining reputation. You should hire Bekah. She camps with bears. Yes. THOSE Bears.

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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 Gallery

September 2nd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

My mom sent the brostetters and I this picture last week:

It’s pretty much every horrible art thing we ever made in school for our Dad, that he has ACTUALLY KEPT IN HIS OFFICE FOR ALL OF THESE YEARS.  The collection includes a beaver doing a double split, an ‘ashtray’ for a man who has, to my knowledge, never smoked a thing in his life, not one but TWO blowfishes, a vase that Morrison aptly described as a ‘bag of lips,’ and what appears to be a torso of Dad but in blackface. I want to think that he kept these things because he loves us, and thinks that everything we do is great, but I think it’s more like: my children are now providing for themselves and working their way up in their assorted fields, but THESE ARE  A HILARIOUS PHYSICAL REMINDER OF HOW STUPID AND VASTLY UNTALENTED THEY WERE AS CHILDREN.

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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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Uncanny Vallivia

August 2nd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Oh hi, what’re you up to today? Are you at work or working out or creating something? Hey, good for you. Oh, me? I’m just going to spend the entire day staring at these pictures my mom sent me of niece Olivia hanging out with a creepy doll because honestly: best thing I’ve seen in days. Each picture is a skittle but for your eyes. Here’s a select few:

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