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

eye contact, and how to make it

April 20th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Lately, when having a conversation with a person, I find that I don’t really know where to look. I catch myself looking too deep into their eyes, and then I feel weird about it, so I move my focus to the space between them. Where do you look at someone when you’re looking at them in the eyes? ‘The eyes’ is sort of a vast space. Do you look around the eyes, or inside of them? When you look at someone really, actually in the eyes, you can spiral down to a space where you can’t really even hear them anymore. You can get lost there. CAN WE ALL JUST AGREE TO LOOK AT EACH OTHER IN THE NOSE INSTEAD?

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All I wanna do, is plate some food

March 27th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes (all of the time) (particularly when I’m on hiatus) there is nothing more satisfying than spending way too much time preparing and plating dinner, like even pulling out the fun plates and placemats and napkins from the wedding registry that you thought you’d never use, and then laying it all out and presenting it to your husband like a five year old who cleaned their room but really just put their pillow on their bed. I PRESENT TO YOU, almond crusted rainbow trout with sides of swiss chard and my deep need to be complimented!

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RARE OCCURENCE IN NATURE

March 25th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

College friends and soul sisters Blaine and Carrie and I barely get to see each other, especially now that I live on the other side of the country and they each had small humans exit their bodies recently. So being together in the same place requires great forethought and planning,  and whenever we manage to make it happen, we take so many pictures it’s like we’re members of a sacred endangered species, like we might soon disappear from the earth, which really, WE MIGHT, AND OTHER DARK THINGS YOU DISCUSS WITH YOUR FRIENDS WHEN YOU’RE 35 BECAUSE YOUR MORTALITY HAS NOW SETTLED AROUND YOU LIKE EVERY SPRAY FROM BATH AND BODY WORKS . We also discussed Pants. Lookit these beautiful Rhinos:

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Home again home again, jiggity jog!

March 19th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I have no idea where that limerick (?) came from, if my mom made it up for all car rides home or if it’s an ancient Irish thing, but I shall use it to announce that I’m working on my new play today at 520 8th avenue — a midtown building stuffed full of rehearsal studios, where I have workshopped and read and staged so many plays I can’t even count them on my hairs. It’s hallways are full of remembories. If you look closely at the Toss your Own Salad station in the Pax Foods below it, you can see translucent young me almost ordering a salad then getting a chicken parm panini instead, then heading outside to smoke and tear apart her play in her head. It’s like I never left because truly, a part of me never did.

 

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GROWN UP DEMANDS STICKER

March 14th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

THIS grown up forehead-carrier left her house for work this morning not only NOT with wet hair, but with DRY hair that she even managed to run a curling iron through. WHERE IS MY PRIZE? IT WASN’T AT MY DESK SO I  GUESS IT’S IN THE MAIL? NO SERIOUSLY WHERE IS IT WHY WOULD I PUT MYSELF THROUGH THAT IF NOT FOR PRIZE?

WHAT’S THAT, YOU SAY? THE PRIZE IS INSIDE OF ME? IT’S THE CONFIDENCE NOW FOUND WITHIN? NO THANKS I’LL TRADE FOR STICKER

 

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ASSISTANCE, S’IL VOUS PLAIT

March 8th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

WOKE UP TRAPPED IN A FRENCH FILM ABOUT LONGING AND PAIN AND PAJAMAS

PLEASE SEND HELP / HAIRBRUSHES / BAGUETTES

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working memoir title game

March 7th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

To most thoroughly know oneself, it’s important to have a working list of possible titles for your memoir. It is in fact one of my favorite games, to add ‘….The Bekah Brunstetter Story’ to  the end of some insane thing that I think or say, or to do the same for my friends. Currently, the working title of my memoir is “I  Can’t have Chips in the House (NO SERIOUSLY IF EVEN IF YOU HIDE THEM IN A PLACE THAT I CAN’T SEE OR REACH I WILL SOMEHOW KNOW THEY ARE THERE, LIKE I WILL FEEL THE CHIPS IN MY SOUL AND SO HELP ME GOD I WILL FIND THEM AND EAT THEM BEFORE YOU CAN SAY WHO ATE THOSE CHIPS I HID FROM BEKAH?) — The  Bekah Brunstetter Story.” PLAY ALONG TODAY!

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love what is present

March 6th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on I read a book and it changed my life or at least I had a moment in which I felt a change and you know, we’ll see if it actually lasts, but please could it?:

This passage from Kate Bowler’s Everything Happens for a Reason and other Lives I’ve Loved (a memoir by a woman who’s in the slow process of dying from cancer at age 35):

“I think I believed I was living in the center, but I rarely let my feet rest on solid ground, rooting me in the present. I my eyes shifted to look for that thing just beyond, the next deadline, the next hurdle, the next plan. That second baby is going to need his or her own room, so let’s talk about renovations. On long walks I forever roped (my husband) into my favorite topic: The next thing. How could we improve our lives? What could we do next?…If I were to invent a sin to describe what that was — for how I lived — I would not say it was simply that I didn’t stop to smell the roses. It was the sin of arrogance, of becoming impervious to life itself. I failed to love what was present and decided to love what was possible, instead.”

PLEASE LORD, MAY I LOVE WHAT IS PRESENT, MAY I STOP THE PLANNING AND FUTURE THINKING, AS MUCH AS IT COMFORTS ME.

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hold music

March 3rd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m pretty sure that everyone has hold music that their brain just goes to whenever it’s resting / processing / rendering. Mine is about 30 percent baptist hymns, 28 percent the Sound of Music, 2 percent Kendrick Lamar’s Backseat freestyle, and at least 40% Uncle Jesse’s song, Forever. So basically if you’ve asked me a difficult question and I’m just kind of staring at you, JUST KNOW THERE’S A REALLY GOOD CHANCE THAT I’M LISTENING TO THIS.

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exactly Terry Gross

March 2nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ve been listening to Terry Gross’s Fresh Air interviews for years, surrounding myself with her voice, which is the sound-feel of walking slowly through a room full of balloons that are all wearing glasses. She has this way of asking incredibly direct and surprising questions without being invasive or weird, and she always knows when to back off. Basically, I love her, and I think about her every time I ask a stranger a question. Finally, just yesterday, I wondered what she might look like, and so I looked:

I CANNOT IMAGINE A PERSON MORE ELEGANTLY MATCHING THIER VOICE.  This is Terry Gross, exactly.

 

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