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

how to become famous

January 18th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Be more like this woman, who marched up to me last night when we were filming at ***** tourist attraction in ********, wearing full body denim, with a face painted like a 19th century doll:

WOMAN: I’M LATE. I WANNA BE AN EXTRA. I’M BEAUTIFUL.

Me: Okay — well — we already have our background people and we’ve already been filming for a while, so–

WOMAN: I’M BEAUTIFUL.

Me: Okay, well — maybe stand at the edge of the crowd and you might be in the shot.

WOMAN: WHAT MOVIE IS THIS?

Me: It’s a TV show.

WOMAN: (joining edge of crowd) I DON’T WATCH TV.

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still reaching

January 14th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Multiple years after this has been possible, I am finally a person who is putting deadlines and appointments and things into the internet / phone  instead of just writing it down in a calendar that I only sometimes have on me. I still only partially get it,  and don’t love that it reminds me 900 times that things are happening when I pride myself on remembering things and knowing what day / time it is on my own, though yesterday I DID say, GOOD MORNING! to the grocery store cashier at 6 PM. And even though I have all things in phone, I keep reaching for my calendar, reaching for paper with meetings scratched out with ink, ink smeared on my hand, paper wet with spilled water bottle, water smudging times and initials, and I miss touching it, finding a faint CALL ASP inked onto the side of my finger hours later, remembering to call.

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BALANCE AND CALM

December 30th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on  Gifts, Morrison’s sister Anne kindly and knowingly passed on this magazine to me, which I carefully read on the plane ride home, but NOW I’M WORRIED I DIDN’T INTERNALIZE IT / WONDERING IF I SHOULD READ IT AGAIN AND TAKE NOTES / AM I CALM YET?! IS THIS CALM?! AHHHHHHHHHHHH *RUNS INTO WALL*

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if not

December 24th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Remember how yesterday I was all philosophically like wahhhhh, I maybe want to be someplace far way and regarding something grand! OPEN YOUR EYES, BRUNSTETTER. The view from the Foster-Keddie estate up in Olypmia, Washington, is stunning,  if not tranquil and quieting, if not completely humbling:

Is this how you use ‘if not?’ Asking for a friend. Myself. My friend is myself. We hang out often, if not always.

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conscious recycling

December 3rd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Fun tip for brides: wondering what to do with all of those pesky tiny pictures of your cat that you and your groom thoughtfully selected and print and cut out and put into tiny picture frames and then scattered them on the tables at your wedding so that your friends and family would have to look at your cat while eating? HANG THEM IN YOUR GUEST BATHROOM SO THAT WHEN YOUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY COME OVER THEY CAN WORRY ABOUT YOUR RELATIONSHIP AND ALSO YOUR MENTAL HEALTH BUT ALSO BE JEALOUS A LITTLE BIT

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COFFEE = TRUTH

November 29th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes I spend the whole morning feeling like an open wound,  like everything stings and everything that doesn’t sting is completely falling apart and like nothing is safe and all tasks are undoable, but then I realize that I am in fact NOT having a profound life moment, I JUST HAD TOO MANY COFFEES. But also maybe it’s not just over-caffeination. MAYBE COFFEE WAS PUT ON EARTH TO TELL US THE TRUTH ABOUT OUR  LIVES THAT WE CANNOT BRING OURSELVES TO KNOW? SINCERELY, FOUR CUPS

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bathwater of choice

November 21st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

A combination of a series of long and draining weeks and  it being almost Thanksgiving  makes me want to submerge myself in a giant vat of butternut squash soup, and then rest on the warm top  like a tiny roasted and salted pepita or a small and decorative piece of raddish, and just float there for days. THAT WOULD BE MOST GOURDGEOUS.

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LOOK NO FURTHER

November 19th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Just yesterday, I fretted that I didn’t so much have any new ideas to work on. But the thing with new inspiration is, IT IS A PANTHER IN THE NIGHT. You needn’t find it, it will find you. Today, I unpacked a box my mom sent me, a  bunch of my old pictures / journals / books,  and happened upon my next two projects. They  have just been lying in wait for me to return to them for some 25 years. COMING SOON:

Santa Wants a Daughter

Sylvie and the Homeless

Are they children’s plays? Are they Lifetime movies? Are they Freeform series? ARE THEY FUNNY OR DIE SHORTS? WHO EVEN KNOWS OR CARES, THEY WRITE THEMSELVES

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HALLOWEEN HEROES

October 29th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Mo and I have been too busy throwing our life into boxes and making sure our new house has chairs to fully Halloween this year, so instead, I would like to highlight a few friends who have TRULY KILLED, I MEAN SKILLFULLY AND BEAUTIFULLY AND PERFECTLY MURDERED THEIR COSTUMES THIS YEAR.

Sheila and son Cal as Neo and Trinity from The Matrix:

Jason, Blaine, wee chicky Ruby and niece Laurel as Farm Folk:

And last but not least, the beautiful and sexual and currently romantically available Mack Yeager as Game of Thrones creator, George R.R. Martin:

I MEAN:

HERO

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how to move

October 28th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

- Procure boxes

- Look at all of your worldly items, take them all in, ask yourself why you’ve kept them, now they’re dirty, falling apart, or remind you of bad times, or of being a kid in a bad way, but maybe the weight of the pages is supposed to make you feel some sort of success, an accumulation of something, maybe just Years?  but look!  you appear to have spilled mustard there, and there’s a crease on that, and that one has bugs inside of it, and this one you could never really get clean, and that one is just broken, so why keep it at all, except for a few of the books, and a shoe?

- Leave it all there except for a few of the books

- Go to your new house

- Congrats! You moved

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