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

a picture of a miracle

March 10th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

This weekend is tiny baby brother Tim’s bachelor party in Boston, and since I can’t be there (BUT REALLY, WHY WOULD I BE THERE) I asked other best man / bachelor party coordinator brother Dan if he might send me a picture for my blog. These are not dudes who take pictures, so the fact that I received this last night is NOTHING SHORT OF A MIRACLE.

I imagine it going something like this:

Dan:  (to bartender) Hey, could you take a picture of us real fast, my sister wants a picture of us, I don’t want a picture, it’s for my sister. (to group) Hey guys, this is stupid, but my sister wants a picture for her blog, everyone like, hold your whiskey and smile. (bartender takes picture) Awesome, that was stupid, that’s done, everyone be normal now. 

THANK YOU DAN FOR PUTTING YOURSELF OUT THERE FOR ME, AND HAPPY BACHELOR WEEKEND TIM!

 

 

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Patriotic Perspective

July 4th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

On this Fourth of July, let us not be distracted by tiny flag shorts and giant hot dogs and things that go Boom in the night, but instead remember what this day is really, actually about, which is of course MY NIECE WEARING THIS OUTFIT.

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squatstetters

May 27th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I am very bad at squats but I keep trying to not be bad at them. Some people do them like they spent their entire womb-life squatting, like they are actually followed around by a series of invisible chairs, but I do them desperately, like I’m constantly falling, like I was born without muscle. But instead of being upset about my poor form and utter lack of athleticism, it makes me kind of happy, because I recently discovered that my brothers can’t do squats, either. We are just all genetically pre-disposed to not doing squats, for whatever reason. Not only is this a remarkable excuse for squatting like I’m pooping really cold play doh, it also just reminds me that I have three brothers, and no matter where we all are, we are connected, and we are the same, and we cannot squat.

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the Book of Love

May 1st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Every now and then, I hear a new song and it burrows into that part of my brain that intersects with my soul and I have to listen to it over and over. At this weekend’s wedding, both bride and groom had an absurd amount of musical talent in their extended families, and so everyone from cousin to Grandma serenaded them with these little musical gifts and then we all cried. The Bride’s brother, Spencer,  sang them a Magnetic Fields song, The Book of Love. He was like, pretty good at it, as he is, in fact, a musician by trade. (You can give his band Auditorium a listen Here.) It was one of those arresting song moments that sort of stopped time and lifted every one present slightly above the ground. In a blatant attempt to recapture the moment, I’m going to listen to the Magnetic Fields version about 900 times, and also leave the lyrics here:

The book of love is long and boring No one can lift the damn thing
It’s full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing
but I I love it when you read to me and you you can read me anything

The book of love has music in it In fact that’s where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental Some of it is just really dumb but I
I love it when you sing to me and you you can sing me anything

The book of love is long and boring and written very long ago
It’s full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes and things we’re all
too young to know but I I love it when you give me things and you

you ought to give me wedding rings I I love it when you give me things
and you you ought to give me wedding rings

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blOG

April 17th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Oh, did you think I was done with niece pictures? NOPE. Meeting wee Olivia Grace, or OG as her parents call her, was so incredible and moving that it perhaps could merit its own blOG. The absolute best part of was having proud Dad / big brother Pete hand her off to me with such tenderness and help me understand how to hold her as my instincts are to handle a child like a discount bag of rice that is really important for some reason, like if you drop it, your life will change forever, in a bad way. After I fumbled, he adjusted her —

Then medium bro Dan joined. He expresses feelings with the fervor and regularity of a wise old tree, which is to say, only occasionally. But OG melted him instantly, at LEAST 13%. SEE THE TINIEST OF SMILE THAT IS THERE?

I then got to just stare at her forever. I think I have a new favorite show.

EMMY FOR BEST SHOW THAT’S JUST WATCHING A BABY BE A BABY GOES TO:

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JOYNVY

August 26th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Tiny little baby brothers Dan and Tim are on a plane right now to Iceland! I myself was there three years ago nearly to the date, gallivanting around and eating tiny lobsters and standing beneath waterfalls and freezing in Magie’s mother’s winter coats near various glacier lagoons. The very thought of my brothers driving around and doing the same things fills me with GIANT GIDDY FEELINGS OF ENVY AND JOY WHICH IS TO SAY, JOYNVY. I’LL JUST CONTINUE TO SIT HERE AND MAKE UP WORDS. HAVE FUN BROSTETTERS!!!

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IT’S HAPPENING IT’S HAPPENING

June 3rd, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

My brothers and I are all two years apart. It makes it easy to know exactly how old they are, and also my own age, when I’m really stuck. As long as I remember how old one of them is, the rest of our ages, including my own, are a rudimentary math problem away. About 900 times through my teens and twenties, I thought to myself: one day, we will all be in our thirties, and that will be insane. It took forever to happen. Nearly 30 years, you might say. In fact, youngest brother Tim turned eight for ten consecutive years. But finally — TODAY, TIM IS 30, which means I am almost 34, which means Pete is 36, which means Dan is almost 32, which means WE ARE ALL IN OUR 30’s, which means we are definitely, 100% no longer children regardless of how much string cheese I still consume.  I would just like to go on record on behalf our parents and applaud each and every one of us for paying our own rent, making sensible fashion and life choices, and just being supremely good at getting older. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TINY TIM! WELCOME TO OUR DECADE!

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BE FRIENDS WITH YOUR BRO’S FRIENDS.

April 1st, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

WHY?

CONSPIRACY.

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He Does / I Write

February 4th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Tiny giant  Marine officer man baby brother Tim sent us some pictures today of his morning commute. He’s currently on a massive ship, en route to Norway, with a bunch of amphibious sea to land vehicles:

It looks like a still from an epic TV show / movie / movie show  about the end of the world,  or perhaps just the world as it is, right Now. MEANWHILE, IN NORMAL MORNING WORLD: IN AN EPIC ATTEMPT TO REGAIN CONTROL OF MY PHYSICAL WORLD, I ORGANIZED MY DESKTOP KIND OF:

And it was my normal world version of moving an amphibious sea to land vehicle from one side of the planet to another. Because: those who cannot Do have little office pods and we sit and write stories about the end of the world or perhaps just right Now, clinging to the Doers we know for details of their Doings.

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OPTIMISM

October 7th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

Me: OH NO!

Morrison: What?

Me: Weather forecast for Bald Head Island for bro’s wedding says thunderstorms.

Morrison: AWESOME!

Me: What?

Morrison: THUNDERSTORM WEDDING!!!

Me:……

Morrison: Right?

Me: Okay, actually yes.

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