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

SPRING INTO BUSINESS

March 16th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

If you and I have a Business Meeting at any point in the next four to five months, please know that I WILL be wearing this and only this uniform, which I assembled in a cold panic at Aritzia, fueled by a sudden and overwhelming need to dress like I have the Answers, or least like I have at least met one, once or twice.

 

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I am Guilty Of

March 14th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

There’s a thing I do, as a contemporary robot person with robot computer phone brain and human heart, that I would like to stop doing. And so, like most things that I don’t enjoy about myself, I’ll lay it here, in hopes of embarrassing myself into Change.  Here it is: I make moral judgements on News Things before I’ve fully read about them. (It’s also a thing that we maybe all do, that maybe we should all stop doing.) I make these judgements quickly, based on a headline or a skim of an article that I cram into a tiny section of unoccupied time,  so I can participate in conversations and outrage and jokes,  so that I don’t feel left out, or alone. But WHAT IF INSTEAD, I waited until I’d thoroughly read up on the Thing,  before making my judgements, adding my commentary? Would I spend more time reading and informing myself, less time commenting? Isn’t my being informed on whatever the thing is more important that whatever commentary I might add which, especially if I’m not informed, is most likely not different from everyone else’s? And DID I JUST FIX THE WORLD?

 

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SHELF LIFE

March 12th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

SEEKING RECCS FOR SUPPORT GROUPS FOR PPL WHO ARE WAITING FOR THE NEXT PART OF THEIR LIVES TO BEGIN AND SO ARE OBSESSED WITH THEIR OWN BATHROOM CORNER SHELVES

IF IT DOES NOT EXIST, WOULD SUGGEST THAT THIS GROUP BE FORMED IMMEDIATELY AND BE CALLED ‘TAKE CARE OF YOURSHELF’ OR “SHELF CARE”

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VERY SUBTLE, GOD

March 10th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Last night I found myself in a not unfamiliar and very overdramatic place, a place I like to hang out in basically after each of my plays debuts in New York —   spiraling about my ability to write, wondering if I would ever do it again. I decided to look for more bad Cake reviews, searching for confirmation that I am, in fact, a shallow hack that should go crawl under a couch and or / go back to customer service. AND WHAT, YOU ASK,  DID I FIND? I suddenly have a  Wikipedia Page . A long and thorough wikipedia page, with  a section for Early Works. A page that includes not one but quotes from ALL of my bad Times reviews, but still, a page that steps through my whole career thus far, from overwritten one acts in festivals to TV awards nominations, my marriage to actor Morrison Keddie (my favorite part.) And I remembered that every time I feel for the tiniest of moments that I can’t do it anymore, that it’s all been a lie, that I am the empress really wearing no clothes at all — I get some little sign to keep going. The timing is always so sharp, it always feels as if I’ve written it. HI, SIGN. THANKS FOR THE NUDGE.

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Who it’s For

March 6th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

HI DO YOU THINK I’M A PLAYWRIGHT WHO DOESN’T READ OR CARE ABOUT THEIR REVIEWS? HI, YOU’RE WRONG.  I read them with one eye open, one eye shut to the pain, the other hoping to learn something. I’ve never been a critical darling, I’m perhaps not cynical nor subversive enough,  so I wasn’t shocked to read the lukewarm reviews of Cake, tho I DON’T KNOW, I CAN GET DOWN WITH A LUKEWARM BATH, OR SOUP. But while in the past, I’ve felt devastated by bad reviews, emotionally hungover — this time, I actually feel kind of fine. Because this play is not for critics (hopefully no plays are FOR critics?) It is for these people:

A big reason I wrote this play was out of respect for my parents, their beliefs, even though a lot of them are different from my own. Last night, they joined me at opening, engaged with my ideas,  HEARD MY PLAY, AND SHOWED ME LOVE.   THAT IS WHO AND WHAT THIS WAS ALL FOR.

THIS COMMEMORATIVE APRON ALSO DOES NOT HURT.

 

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CAUGHT ME A COUNTRY MOUSE

March 4th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

THE TRAP WAS BAGELS; TALL BUILDINGS

E is busy dominating (if not creating?) the NC mountain theater season and I’m so lucky that she ventured up to join me as one of my Cake opening night dates. Sharing my NC play with my NC people is the best and MAKES MY FACE HURT.

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flu thought

March 2nd, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

  • Takes hot bath to relieve flu symptoms
  • accidentally stays in hot bath for like a very very long time
  • once out of bath, decides to check temperature to see if it’s still going down
  • SEES THAT TEMPERATURE HAS GONE UP
  • CONVINCES SELF THAT IT’S NOT FLU, IT’S DEATH
  • GOOGLES DEATH
  • REMEMBERS THAT WE JUST SPENT THE LAST 45 MINUTES SUBMERGED IN HOT WATER
  • WONDERS WHY WE ARE SUDDENLY REFERRING TO SELF AS WE
  • FALLS BACK ASLEEP

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CAREFULLY LAID PLANS ARE HILARIOUS

February 28th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Came back to NYC to see Cake one last time before press week, catch up with some friends,  have some meetings,  workshop my next play which is in THE MOST DIRE NEED OF WORK before it goes up in June; but Once I landed, I DECIDED*  TO GET THE FLU INSTEAD BECAUSE THAT JUST SEEMED MORE FUN

* WAS FORCED BY LAUGHING GODS OF TIME; IMMUNE SYSTEM

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Weather or Not

February 22nd, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I didn’t see it, as I was eastside pretty much all day, but apparently yesterday it SNOWED IN LOS ANGELES. Meanwhile, in my humble part of it, Eagle Rock, I shivered as the sun went Down, Earth became Mars, I wondered where I Was, and where I was Not.

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What’s Wrong with Maybe?

February 20th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I have to be honest and expose myself, here: when poet Mary Oliver passed away last month, I was like, who that is? But so many people whose brains and hearts I admire were lamenting her passing, talking about how much her poems had shaped their lives, so I decided to order a book of her poems, and I’m ALREADY HOOKED.

MARY COME BACK

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