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

It is Well

October 3rd, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

With my Soul

(FYI THIS IS MY SOUL)

(MY SOUL IS SEASONAL; DELICIOUS)

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Vintage Bekah

September 13th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

2009

Bottled from grapes grown on the side of a dirty Williamsburg building, soaked for years in a four dollar dress from Goodwill

Notes of Bangs, Saturn Returning, Capri Cigarettes, Morning Star burgers, Gummy Bear aftertaste

Pairs well with Gladiator Sandals and Finding Yourself, BUT REALLY YOU CAN DRINK IT WITH ANYTHING, just make sure you drink it or it’ll wonder if you’re mad at it for something it said but doesn’t remember saying

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Bekah’s Book Club

September 7th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

At the urging of three separate friends, I started reading this INDEED VERY PAINFULLY BEAUTIFUL book, about the coming of age of a mysterious girl who lives in the Marsh on the North Carolina coast. It’s the kind of book that makes me all day Can’t Wait to go to bed, so I can read it. Not only is it just a great story, it checks two huge Bekah’s Book Club boxes for me, things that I always look for in literature that I might read again, recommend to friends:

1.) Incredibly detailed descriptions of how thin the main girl character is and how strong and skinny she is and how small and firm her breasts are and how ‘taut’ her skin is and how flat her stomach is and how puberty happened like an accident and now her hair is down to her butt and she could wear it like a dress around her taut skin, if she wanted

2.) EQUALLY DETAILED DESCRIPTIONS OF WHAT THE CHARACTER EATS FOR EVERY MEAL, LOTS OF REFERENCES TO CORN BREAD COOLING ON THE STOVE, FRIED CHICKEN, BLACKBERRY COBBLER WITH HARD CREAM; followed immediately by more descriptions of how taut said character still is

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CHEESE OF CHEESES

September 3rd, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ve had many fine cheeses in my day. String. Grocery store. France. Off off broadway opening night party that came from someone’s backpack. But this weekend, thanks to our local cheese store, I met THE WORLD’S MOST RIDICULOUS CHEESE.

INTRODUCING….

THE INSTAGRAM WELLNESS ACCOUNT OF LADY CHEESES…..

THIS CHEESE, WHICH IS COVERED IN FLOWERS FROM THE FIELD WHERE ITS COWS GRAZED

IT LITERALLY TASTES LIKE GWYNETH PALTROW

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I’m just a Girl

September 1st, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Standing in front of a boy

Who is technically her husband, at a Food Festival slash Fair

asking him to love her

and by love her I mean GENTLY DEMANDING THAT HE WIN HER A STUFFED ANIMAL AND HAND IT TO HER CEREMONIOUSLY, AS SHE ALWAYS DREAMT WOULD HAPPEN, MOSTLY IN MIDDLE SCHOOL, BUT PERHAPS THIS DREAM LINGERED WELL UNTIL HER EARLY 30’s, UNTIL SHE MET THE BOY

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Lunch as Person

August 26th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m sharing a house in beautiful Rhinebeck, New York for the week with my A.D. 16 (teenage Mary Magdalene and Jesus musical) collaborators, director Stephen and composer / lyricist Cinco. We’ve got a week to talk about our project and TRY NOT TO GET LYME DISEASE. These theater development things are always part drama play, PART CHECKING EACH OTHER FOR TICKS, and part social experiment in which completely grown adults are forced to see each other in their Pajamas, observe each other’s odd at home habits and food ticks (AHHH TICKS). As we develop our project, we learn about each other as humans. I would like to here highlight our lunches, so that you might understand us more, as people.

. Cinco’s seven year old boy lunch (note: he is the oldest of all of us, by some years):

My fat kid body issues sausage kale egg scramble:

STEPHEN’S BEAUTIFULLY CRAFTED AND PLATED SPREAD OF SOFT AND HARD CHEESES, SOPRASATA, DRIED OLIVES AND SUMMER TOMATO SALAD:

I FEEL LIKE YOU GET US NOW.

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Excavation

August 24th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes when I’m buckled into the belly of a metal beast shaking violently at thirty six thousand feet above Kansas, I like to dig through my computer and find old things I wrote and try and remember when and why I wrote them. I’m guessing the below Gem is circa 2005 and because I saw a boy with a rat tail getting out of Van and because I had recently moved to NYC to study playwriting and was lonely and longing to Be Seen AND WAS THEREFORE DUTY BOUND TO BECOME A DARK AND BROODING PERSON. ENJOY!

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Actual Coping Mechanism

August 9th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Amnesty international has issued a travel warning for those traveling to your country of residence / Kids are sobbing for their parents / your fertility shotz are making you want to rage and scream, or maybe it’s just the World? /  You’re behind on Everything / Well, most things / Your donations feel empty / where are they actually going? / is there enough money? Is there TOO much money? / Why does your Pastor drive a car that’s falling apart and yours gleams with excess? / QUICK BUY AN EARRING ORGANIZER AND SPEND A VERY VERY LONG TIME ARRANGING YOUR EARRINGS ONTO IT / GIVE YOURSELF A FALSE SENSATION OF STRUCTURE

AHHHHH THAT’S BETTER WAIT NO IT’S NOT

 

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BOOK A CLOWN

August 1st, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m back in town, prepping and getting my head in the game for some upcoming IVF hullabaloo, which means blood draws and needle parties and Google panics and that I just bought 47 pounds of Kale but all I can think about is Wine. MOST IMPORTANTLY, while researching things One can Do to Pretend to be in Control of One’s life While undergoing IVF, I stumbled across this gem nugget of advice:

SO HEADS UP MORRISON WILL BE SPENDING THE NEXT TWO MONTHS PREPPING HIS TIGHT FIVE AS AN IVF CLOWN / JOKE PITCHES WELCOME.

 

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TELL ME MORE

July 24th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Nice Man at airport restaurant busses my table.

Me: Thank you so much!

Nice Man: You’re welcome, Beautiful.

Literally every other woman: Excuse me, but what does my Beauty have to do with anything? I’m just a patron. This is a meant to be a platonic exchange of money for foods and services, HOW DARE YOU.

THIS woman (me): REALLY? THANK YOU, THANK YOU SO MUCH, BUT DO YOU REALLY THINK SO? I DIDN’T REALLY HEAR THIS IN A REAL WAY UNTIL MY SATURN WAS RETURNING FOR THE FIRST TIME SO TELL ME MORE*

*PLEASE NOTE THAT MY ACTUAL HUSBAND TELLS ME I’M BEAUTIFUL MOST DAYS AND IT MEANS EVERYTHING, BUT ALSO, IF ANYONE ELSE WANTS TO TELL ME, THAT IS ALSO FINE

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