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

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January 1st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Let’s not goes as far as to call the following a resolution, let’s just call it an observation aimed at self-change. A few weeks ago, while waiting for five years worth of pictures of babies and feet to transfer from my old phone to my new phone at the Verizon store, I found myself phone-less for four hours. I had a few errands to run, but after I’d run them, there will STILL more pictures of buildings and salads to transfer over (I KNOW, I KNOW, I NEED THE CLOUD / WHAT IS THE CLOUD)  and so I had an hour or so with nothing to do but wander the mean the streets of Glendale. It’s been noted that us generation phone people experience a weird panic when we don’t have them. I didn’t feel anxious, per-se, but I felt lighter, more aware. As I wandered, I passed by a small storefront, with a tiny old sign, BOOK BINDING. Inside, a workshop filled with papers and sheets of leather and tight wheels of string and ashtrays and half-drunk bottles of red wine. Presiding over all of it, a tiny, focused old man carefully binding a book, which I decided he learned from his Grandfather, and he from His. I watched him do his work for a good ten minutes before he spotted me staring. He looked into my soul, not my camera roll, but my soul, then returned to his work. I never would’ve seen a book being bound in real time if I’d had my phone. I guess my point is, and it’s not a resolution, it’s just a point: as a writer, I’m meant to be constantly absorbing the world. I think my phone stops me from doing so, as it’s sort of just the mindless consumption of other people’s Points of View; other people’s Salads. And so, I might just try and leave it at home sometimes, go back to taking pictures of things with my eyes.

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Best 81!

December 31st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

New Year’s Day is for promises, but first: New Year’s Eve is for reflecting Back.  Once again, people are posting their Best 9, 9 pictures that sum up a year of life lived. BUT WHO AM I TO CHOOSE OR FOLLOW SOCIALLY CONSTRUCTED RULES? And so, here’s 81 pictures from a year filled with friends and work and house and CAKE SO MUCH CAKE / I NOW UNDERSTAND WHY I CURRENTLY HATE MY BODY

Went to the Golden Globes / had a Kilroy’s retreat at Pacific Palms, heavily featuring Karaoke / marched in the NYC women’s march / met my niece nugget Ruby / drove four hours JUST to eat food, at Vivian Howard’s Chef and the Farmer with Julien / attended niece Olivia’s baby shower / ROASTED SOME CARROTS / workshopped The Cake at the Alley in Houston / MADE A GIANT VALENTINE’S DAY COOKIE

Wrapped season 1 of This is Us / Writer’s Guild Awards / went BACK to Pacific Palms, creepiest hotel conference center ever, to write a movie with Mamrie / NIECE OLIVIA WAS BORN / Morrison and I’s short film Again got into Tribeca / we dressed up like Empire Records people for Mack’s 90s themed 30th bday / JULIEN AND I WENT TO PERU

I decided it was okay to wear scrunchies for a minute / My Mom and I made a festive Easter cross cake / I met Olivia for the first time / we went to NYC for Tribeca and saw Again on the Big Screen / attended  fro-worker Elizabeth’s  lovely wedding in Carmel / went to my 10 year grad school reunion / Palm Springs with these womyn

Morrison took me to Santa Barbara for my birthday / I turned 35 and to celebrate, my Mom sent me a cat made of flowers / I finally got to see my episode of American Gods / my parents came to LA and got to see the This is Us sets / MY MOM, ONCE AGAIN, FLEW A DEWEY’S PINK LEMONADE CAKE FROM NC, this time for the cast during tech / The Cake opened at the Echo theater, sponsored by CHEERWINE / cake

baby’s first LA times feature / MORE CAKE, this time from friend Alina / baby’s first NYT feature / Debra Jo and I went on NPR’s the Frame / OH GOD, MORE CAKE / WE CLOSED ON A HOUSE

I MET NORMAN LEAR at my play / This is Us Season 2 premiered / Met Lily Tomlin at play! / MET ALANIS MORISSETTE AT PLAY / The Cake closed / renovated house / learned about things called ’tile’ / cousin Elli fled a Florida hurricane, came to hang with me

EMMYS / Morrison met the great Louie Anderson / THAT GUY STERLING WON AN EMMY / This is Us Season 2 premiere party / got to see The Cake at Playmaker’s with my sisters, where we all first met! / Had a reading of A.D. 16 at Joe’s Pub / SISTER KATHERINE GOT MARRIED!

One year wed = paper = HAMILTON TICKETS! / ate year old cake / finally moved in our house after 3 months renovating; discovered its sunsets / worked on my second solo ep of TIU / sat on a stool and looked off for Written By magazine / BOUGHT A GROWN UP CHANDELIER / Went to my parent’s new spot on Smith Mountain Lake, VA for Thanksgiving

Made house shaped cookies for our housewarming party /  celebrated the holidays with the best writing staff there ever was/  had our first tiny house guest / had a reading of Karen O musical at New York Theater Workshop /  met my soon to be sister-in-law Sarah / had a WHITE CHRISTMAS UP IN OLYMPIA.

SICK OF ME YET? ME TOO. Wishing you a contemplative, reflective New Year’s Day. FIND THE GOOD THINGS, AND LOOK AT THEM.

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one dress / two nights / seventeen cavities

December 14th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I have two awards shows to attend in January that I must, poor me, acquire dresses for. But for the sake of economy, and also whimsy, what if, just go with me, WHAT IF I just wore this dress made of skittles to both,

AND THEN JUST SLOWLY ATE MY WAY OUT OF IT?

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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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Home is where your socks and cat and vodka are

November 16th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

So maybe during this week of transitioning into a new home, I also have an episode in production which means 14 hour days, but at the end of each one, I get to go Home to the essentials.

Not pictured: Husband; ALSO ESSENTIAL.

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furniture shopping for drunks

November 4th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Furniture salesperson: This couch features crypton fabric. You can spill anything on it, and it just beads up, then you wipe it off with a rag! It’s resistant to everything!

Me:….even wine?

Furniture salesperson:Yep! Even wine.

Me: So….I can accidentally spill an entire glass of red wine all over it and it will be totally fine?

Furniture salesperson: Yep!

Me: I’LL TAKE IT! / CALLS APPLE STORE, ASKS IF COMPUTERS AND ALSO PHONES COME IN CRYPTON

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why things Are

November 1st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Driving to work this AM, waiting at a light, I remembered how when I was little, I wondered, or assumed, or even DECIDED that little people lived inside of the lights, and peered through the glass to see when cars were coming, and changed the lights accordingly. They only slept from 2-3 AM, in a tiny bed built into the roof, and when they were in bad moods, they would keep the light red for an extra two minutes. I miss when my brain used to wonder and decide things that were based in little to no logic. It’s not just that I’m not a kid anymore, it’s also that there is Internet, and within seconds, I can understand how a traffic light works. There are infinite answers, and so less wonder. But what if we decided to pretend to understand how things worked, instead of just looking the answer up, and knowing? WHAT IF INSTEAD GRASS WAS ANGELS’ EYELASHES AND CARS MOVE ONLY BECAUSE OF THE MILLIONS OF TINY DRAGONFLYS THAT LIVE INSIDE OF THEM?  I CAN’T WAIT TO LIE TO MY CHILDREN

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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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Paper.

October 23rd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

The one year anniversary is Paper, and for this very purpose, Morrison has secretly been saving all of our paper from the past three years: tickets stubs for plays, movies, Disneyland, awards shindigs, tickets to our own plays and movies, even the receipts for our wedding bands and marriage license, and he GAVE ME  A FRAME MADE OF ALL OF THEM.

PAPER!  SEE WHAT HE DID THERE?! NO? TOO BUSY SOBBING AT THE SWEETNESS OF IT TO PROCESS ANY SORT OF LOGIC OR REALITY? IT’S OKAY ME TOO

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GEMS.

October 22nd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

As luck would have it, we made it through an ENTIRE YEAR OF MARRIAGE. We are even strongly considering the possibility of, you know, continuing it forever, as it has been rewarding, character building, wonderful, mysterious, hilarious, strange, and perhaps the best thing I have  ever done. We are spending today reflecting back on the wedding and going back through the pictures, remembering all of the small but momentous parts of day.  I think when you first get your wedding pictures you are overwhelmed by the All of them, because looking at them today, I feel like I barely even looked at them when I first went through. And so I share some of  my new favorites with you:  each a tiny, specific life moment. I’m not even going to ramble about what they are, about what they mean. I’m just going to let them speak for themselves, as pictures do.

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