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

CRINKLE PARTY OF ONE

September 15th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

DEAR THEATER PATRON WHO CAME TO MY PLAY LAT NIGHT TO LITERALLY JUST SIT THERE CRINKLING A PLASTIC BAG DURING THE QUIETEST MOMENTS:

THERE ARE MAYBE OTHER PLACES TO CRINKLE YOUR BAG. SUGGESTIONS:

  • A SOUNDPROOF ROOM
  • YOUR OWN HOUSE
  • THE MOON
  • NOT AT MY PLAY

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why to answer the phone

September 1st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Me:….Hello?

Very Very Nice Telemarketer Guy: HELLO! This is MARK! Calling from the Geffen THEATER! The Geffen Theater would like to thank you for being a subscriber in the past, and would like to invite you to subscribe to our upcoming SEASON! In fact, our first show starts previews September TENTH! Do you know anything about the show?

Me:….Yes! I wrote it!

(A long pause in which Mark either cries or stabs a pen into his leg.)

Mark: ….I thought your name sounded familiar! I’m so sorry!

Me: No worries, Mark! I’ll be there.

Mark: Hahahahahahahaha I would hope so hahahahahahahahahahaha

Me: Mark?

Mark: Hmm?

Me: Be nice to yourself today.

Mark: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Me: Do I need to come hug you?

Mark: NO IT’S OKAY SEE YOU AT THE THEATER

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these faces, forever

August 22nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I could look at these fine faces and watch them act my words for forever, and with the Geffen remount, I KINDA GET TO. GET YOUR TICKETS NOWWWWWWW (as opposed to Then.)

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WHO’S THAT LADY

August 20th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

STARE INTO THE CAMERA LIKE YOU’VE GOT THE ANSWER TO ALL OF THE WORLD’S PROBLEMS BUT YOU’RE JUST GOING TO CASUALLY KEEP THEM TO YOURSELF

NOW GET YOUR HAIR OUTTA YOUR FACE, LADY, USE THAT BAR LIKE IT’S A METAPHOR FOR THE THING THAT DIVIDES PEOPLE THAT YOU WANT TO BREAK DOWN

BUT WAIT REMEMBER YOU’RE WEARING FULL BODY NORDSTROM RACK, COME BACK DOWN TO EARTH

(New grown up lady writer press pictures by Alison Yates!) Stay tuned for 900 of me sitting on the ground, chin in hand like someone gave a really important job and a wig to a baby.

 

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A DREAM OF LOVE

July 3rd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I straight up dreamt last night that I was in a theater, and I was happy.  Like I was in a theater, a dark and slightly cold theater, my favorite place, watching a rehearsal of a play I’d written some eight years ago, THIS PLAY, in fact:

…and I was just watching the actors act the words that I wrote, build on them and make them better, clarify my own intentions, and I was just sitting there thinking to myself, I love this. A pure and uncynical and grateful love. And then I had to go next door to another theater because there were some other people rehearsing another one of my old plays, and so I just sat with them for a while and watched them work. And I just sat there loving what I do, in love with sitting in cold places and observing the magic seconds when a thing that’s lived only in my head starts to exist with other people and outside of myself, in love with the the moments when we’re all so slightly cold, and all so happy to be there.

 

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I WAS (NOT AT) THE TONYS!

June 11th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

 

Last night, in his acceptance speech, Andrew Garfield dedicated his Tony for his performance in Angels in America to the LGBTQ community, and made some comment, a la ‘let’s bake a cake for everyone!’ I was not watching the Tony’s, as I was too busy spiraling into self-loathing over rewrites on a thing that could one day maybe actually GET me an actual Tony, but I received a bunch of sweet texts and emails from people watching, as I am now forever associated with Cake (ASK ME IF I’M MAD AT IT/ I’M NOT.) So for now, let’s just shout into the universe, I WON (BY WHICH I MEAN ANDREW GARFIELD WON AND THEN SAID A THING THAT REMINDED PEOPLE OF SOMETHING I WROTE) A TONY!

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draft two

June 9th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Me, writing my first draft: DID I INVENT WRITING? WOW. NO ONE HAS EVER WRITTEN LIKE THIS. NO ONE HAS EVER EVEN SEEN THE WORLD LIKE THIS. I AM A SPECIAL, MAGIC UNICORN WITH A SECRET. BUT I’M NOT EVEN A UNICORN. UNICORNS ARE BASIC. I AM A NEW BEING, WITH WINGS STUFFED WITH TREASURES MADE OF WORDS. GOSH, IT SURE IS COZY HERE INSIDE OF THIS GIANT TRAPPER KEEPER FORMED FROM MY OWN NARCISSISM.

(I get notes, I shrink back to earth.)

Me, writing my second draft:

What are words?

Who are people?

Who am I?

WHAT IS PLAY

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the Decision

June 4th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

When I first started writing the Cake, in late 2015, I legit worried that it’s central argument might be dated, that no one really felt strongly one way or the other about gay marriage anymore. Then November 2016 happened. Then in June 2017, while in rehearsal for the first production of the play, the Supreme Court announced that they would hear the case that inspired the play. Today, they made their ruling, and my email and phone are a mindsplosion of questions and requests for responses and instead of hiding under my desk which feels MOST truthful right now, can I just voice my feelings here, door shut, safe inside, still processing? Can I say that I’m not surprised but also surprised? Can I say that I think it’s interesting that OUR SUPREME COURT CANNOT EVEN DECIDE WHAT TO DO, HERE? Can I just note that all they did was kick a very large can down a very narrow road? Can I observe the difference between freedom of speech and freedom of expression and the court’s attempt to honor and protect both anti-gay business owners but ALSO the gay community? Can I just ask, is it even possible to do both?  CAN I PREDICT THAT THIS IS DEFINITELY NOT THE END OF THIS?

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Andrea G.

April 24th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

As I may have mentioned here before, I tend to read most of my reviews because a.) GOSH, I LOVE PAIN  and b.) I truly feel like I can learn from them,  if I read them with one eye open  (keeping the other eye that scans every moment and room I’m in for reasons to doubt myself carefully closed.) I happened upon this review of the Chicago production of the Cake the other day, and for reasons I decided NOT to unpack in a middle of the night email to the critic, it upset me deeply. I let it go for a few days, then yesterday, decided to revisit it, because again, I LOVE PAIN and also because with the initial sting having settled, I wanted to see what I could learn, as I’m still tweaking the play. And lo and behold, an angel woman named Andrea G. had left this beautifully articulated comment on the review  (my favorite parts in bold):

You are missing the point. Hear me out. There it was- my life on the stage. That NEVER happens. The real side of being a gay woman. Finally something REAL. You still have to love your family. You still have to reach across the table. Because we still need to live in our current lives. Della is lovable because most of the time your family member is lovable. I have a ton of Dellas in my live. And I wish I could be braver like Jen and work through them all. But you choose those like Della who really love you and you work it through. So you both grow. And it HURTS. Are you not gay? Or are you not a woman? Because that is the way women deal with things. Slowly and painfully. I’ll give this, then you give that, slowly. If you are really really lucky it ends well. I am still bruised as I am sure every lesbian who left the theater. You say it is intellectually and emotionally unnutritious. That is INSANE. This is family not the government or your job. You have to give people time to change, reevaluate and change some more. Dissuading others from seeing it because it doesn’t fit into the cookie cutter liberal “should,” is keeping people from actually seeing their lives in art. Not a fantasy of how life should be, but how it is. Because the play you are asking for wouldn’t hit home for me. It is a fantasy for me- where I sit down with my aunt and have a conversation about identities It wouldn’t be emotional because it would never happen. Because that is what your said privileged people do- conversations about identities. Not us poor blue collar folks. And your attitude towards Della is elitist and condescending. Yes she is a bigot. But your (and Macy’s attitude) is not so nice either.

ANDREA G., you are why I write plays. Thank you for speaking for me, with me.

 

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Chicago Cake!

April 13th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on things that I forgot and then remembered: Chicago theater is incredible, basically everything about it, but namely the actors, who are BARELY ACTING AT ALL, who are present and human and are just happened upon in dramatic moments.  I popped over to see the Cake at Rivendell Theater Company in Edgewater and I am so very glad I did. The entire city is dotted with ballsy and self-sufficient companies, their theaters tucked into the storefronts that used to be restaurants and bars, their warm lobbies decorated however they dang please, LIKE MAYBE WITH CUTE VINTAGE APRONS EVERYWHERE PERHAPS IF THE PLAY IS CAKE-THEMED:

Then the theaters themselves are limitless boxes where the once off-off-off-offoffoffoff OFF broadway playwright can come home again.

All plays should be born in Chicago, get their legs before the get put in bigger, shinier boxes. OH WAIT, THEY KIND OF ALREADY ARE.

 

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