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

thinking ahead

January 19th, 2020 by Bekah Brunstetter

It’s extra warm in LA this morning and the air has that feeling of renewal and Spring so it’s definitely time to start planning things like Easter Brunch, and asking big questions like what Closet will I clean this Spring, and will it make me spiral under the weight of unnecessary Things, wasted money and time, And what Promises will I make to myself and to God this Spring, and what restrictions will I pretend to engage in for three days and how many Hills will we walk up and how many tacos will we eat and what words will I write Outside and will the world get better or worse, but most of all, WILL I MAKE A LAMB CAKE? IS THIS THE YEAR? AND WILL IT LOOK LIKE THIS?

OR PROBABLY THIS?

MY MONEY IS ON THE LATTER

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not mantra

January 5th, 2020 by Bekah Brunstetter

My mantra has pretty much always been I do not have a mantra, I am not a person who does mantras, but recently, a mantra has developed in my head on its own, and so, I think I’ll let it stay, as it’s been incredibly helpful.

It is simply: My faith is greater than my anxiety. My faith is greater than my anxiety. Is this a mantra? I think this is a mantra. I guess I have a mantra, now. MY FAITH IS GREATER THAN MY ANXIETY. ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO SHOUT MANTRAS OR WHISPER THEM? I GUESS MINE IS SHOUTED THROUGH THE BACKS OF MY EYES, MY FAITH IS GREATER THAN MY ANXIETYYYYYYY

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Looking Back

December 30th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I was scrolling back through my year, by which I mean pictures on my phone, in preparation for some sort of 2019 Top 9 type post (mine usually become more like Top 81, as I can never pick) and I realized that I was spending much more mental energy obsessing over how thin or not thin I was in the pictures, than I was reveling in my accomplishments / adventures. (The above picture, from Jan 2019, makes me ANGRY, because I think I felt fat? But I am way more cupcake-y, even since then.) Two years of fertility treatments and failed pregnancies and baking and eating and drinking ALL OF MY FEELINGS means I have basically gained the amount of weight one gains when one actually has a baby, yet I currently have no baby to show for it. My jeans are stacked like unread books in my closet. I don’t even look at them anymore. I should be easy on my myself, but it’s hard. I spent my delicate formative years very overweight and hating myself for it, and then MORE formative years jogging and counting and spinning and restricting. It’s hard for me to just accept that my body has changed and that it’s not the end of the world. But, also, it’s not as hard and I thought it might be? Because I know it doesn’t matter as much as I once thought it did. Because I don’t have the space to care? Because I’m basically happy, and well-fed? Because there is a time to worry about how much one’s gut cupcakes when one sits down, and then there is a time for self-care, for self-kindness, for Doritos, for mercy.

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I gave Birth

December 10th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I just realized a few days ago that at one point in time, I would’ve been about to have a baby, as our last pregnancy was due on Christmas Eve. I’m actually quite shocked that I forgot this, as I DO love to torture myself with sad facts. But instead of a baby, Christmas 2019 will be the Christmas I had a Santa Play:

South Coast Repertory commissioned me last year, and I immediately knew I wanted it to be a Christmas play. Enter one Christmas issue of Our State Magazine sent to me by One Jodie Brunstetter, featuring an article about all of the different kinds of people who end up playing Santa, and the Ancient Order of Real Bearded Santas — about the friendships in support group slash union for Santas — was conceived, in my brain. At this point, I will DROP the conception / child birth = playwriting metaphors, and just reflect on the fact that my plays really do bring me great comfort. They distract me, make me feel productive; they’re jars for all of my feelings. South Coast hosted a reading of the play last night, and not only did I get to hear it out loud for the first time with incredible actors (Michael McShane and Joe Spano, JUST TO NAME A FEW) but I ALSO GOT TO MEET ACTUAL SANTA:

Technically this is Santa True, a storyteller Santa who’s been helping me with my research, whom I named the main character after — But YOU GUYS, PRETTY SURE IT’S ALL A COVER ACT, AND HE IS HIM, AS LITERALLY NO ONE ELSE COULD BE SUCH A PERFECT SANTA IN EVERY PICTURE TAKEN OF HIM.

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How to flirt with a Child

November 22nd, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m DELIGHTED to share that there is a British Boy’s Soccer team staying in the hotel where I’m currently shacked up. I got home last night to find a lobby full of antsy limbs and ADORABLE ACCENTS. And so when I found myself in the elevator with one of them this morning, I couldn’t help but try and make a moment.

Me: What sport do you guys play?

Child (with adorable accent): Football.

Me: THAT IS SO CUTE, DO YOU MEAN SOCCER?

Child: Football.

Me: Please say it one more time.

Child:….Football.

Me: I LOVE YOU, THAT’S AMAZING, DO YOU HAVE A GAME TODAY?

Child nods, terrified.

The elevator opens and the boys runs off of it like it’s on fire, or like I actually am Fire.

Me: HAVE A GREAT GAME JUST LMK IF YOU WANT TO HANG OUT LATER AND SAY WORDS TO ME

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But have you tried

November 14th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

The other day at my acupuncturist, and other words that LA people start sentences with, my gal Dr. Hong removed the needles from my face, and suddenly, without warning or explanation, started to light me on fire. Turns out it’s called Moxa, it’s an ancient Chinese practice whose ‘intention is to warm and invigorate the flow of Qi in the body and dispel certain pathogenic influences.‘ Tiny pods of mugwort are burnt around the body to increase circulation and blood flow and something with Qi. In simpler terms, she lit me with 100 tiny fires, some on my toes, some on my stomach, and it was lovely, and for the rest of the day, Morrison wouldn’t come near me because he said I smelled like Smoked Salmon. I don’t know what it did to my Qi, or if I even have Qi, because somedays, I feel like I left my Qi somewhere, took it off, put it in the wash, forgot to dry it, and now it’s molding there in the machine. But maybe, actually, my Qi is now pulsing, flowing, creating life, or at least okayness, which somedays, is Life.

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COMING SOON TO MY LOWER BODY NEAR YOU

November 10th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

It is requiring every fiber of my rational adult being to not order these Christmas leggings

NO WAIT YEAH, I JUST ORDERED THEM

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PRIDE

November 8th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I have always been a very careful person, I walk gingerly across anything that’s not a smooth and flat surface, I’ve never broken a bone or done anything physically daring that could be categorized as ‘gnarly,’ I’ve fought in zero wars, I refuse to jump from an airplane and even feel unsettled on a motorized scooter SO PLEASE LET ME BE REALLY PROUD OF MY GNARLY BRUISES, FROM THAT SUPER GNARLY TIME A NURSE TRIED TO PUT AN IV NEEDLE IN MY ARM A FEW DIFFERENT TIMES. NEEDLE GNAR IS LIFE, THE REST IS JUST DETAILS #SPORTS

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Holly

October 1st, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ve been gradually digesting Ken Burn’s Country Music, which is a gorgeous 17 million hour PBS documentary that walks its audience carefully through the evolution of Hillbilly and Bluegrass music, from the 18th century up through the present. On the walk, you hear original recordings of your favorite country songs, you learn things you never knew about US history, and best of all, Merle Haggard tells you his version of all stories. But of all of the talking heads, HOLLY WILLIAMS IS MY FAVORITE. The granddaughter of Hank Williams, she is so connected to his story, his music, so much so that she herself became a musician. You can literally see his face in hers. When she talks about him it’s as if he raised her, like he didn’t OD at age 29, in the back of his own car, before they ever even met. She’s a vibrantly breathing example of how humans persevere through their offspring, and you can hear and feel it in her music. And if she ever wanted to, say, hang out with me, like drink wine with me in a yard overlooking a holler at sunset and learn me about how important it is to stay connected to ones’ roots, to know the stories that made you inside and out, THAT WOULD BE MOST PLEASING.

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CONVOYER.

September 19th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

My brother Dan is one of the most quietly brilliant, thoughtful people I know. He’s a Veteran, but he’d never tell you. You think he’s ignoring you and texting on his phone, but actually, he’s just casually and quietly launching his own business. Last year, Dan had the pleasure (PLEASURE!) of driving my Grandma and Grandpa –who has a very specific kind of Alzheimer’s in which RAGE ONLY EMERGES WHEN HE’S BEING DRIVEN BY SOMEONE ELSE — from Virginia home to Maryland. And it gave him the idea for company that provides Veterans as travel escorts for the elderly, or really anyone who needs extra assistance getting from A to B.

The company, Convoyer, is now live: http://getconvoyer.com. Their mission states: Our company provides accompanied travel and mobility services by connecting discerning clientele with experienced military professionals. Our mission is to empower individuals and families to travel and create memories with confidence.

AND SO. Do you or a loved one have an upcoming trip that’s causing any sort of Logistical Worry? HIRE A VETERAN TO ACCOMPANY YOU | GET YOU A CONVOYER.

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