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

Very Long Game

September 17th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

If you play your cards exactly and precisely right, by which I mean, with missteps and occasional mistakes, a regular human amount, you May:

  • Write a play about elephants, in which an elephant is a character
  • Patiently wait 10 years
  • Wait for someone to finally give it a big production (THANKS ROGUE MACHINE! | 9.21-10.28 | http://www.roguemachinetheatre.net)
  • SUDDENLY AND FINALLY YOU FIND YOURSELF MAKING FRIENDS WITH A BEAUTIFUL LIFE SIZED ELEPHANT PUPPET NAMED HAROLD
  • AND IT’S AS IF YOU’VE PLANNED IT (YOU DID)

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Lunch as Person

August 26th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m sharing a house in beautiful Rhinebeck, New York for the week with my A.D. 16 (teenage Mary Magdalene and Jesus musical) collaborators, director Stephen and composer / lyricist Cinco. We’ve got a week to talk about our project and TRY NOT TO GET LYME DISEASE. These theater development things are always part drama play, PART CHECKING EACH OTHER FOR TICKS, and part social experiment in which completely grown adults are forced to see each other in their Pajamas, observe each other’s odd at home habits and food ticks (AHHH TICKS). As we develop our project, we learn about each other as humans. I would like to here highlight our lunches, so that you might understand us more, as people.

. Cinco’s seven year old boy lunch (note: he is the oldest of all of us, by some years):

My fat kid body issues sausage kale egg scramble:

STEPHEN’S BEAUTIFULLY CRAFTED AND PLATED SPREAD OF SOFT AND HARD CHEESES, SOPRASATA, DRIED OLIVES AND SUMMER TOMATO SALAD:

I FEEL LIKE YOU GET US NOW.

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Oklahoma; Okay

July 28th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m sure you already know this because it is OBVIOUSLY HOUSEHOLD INFORMATION, but I’ll say it anyways:  Lynn Riggs was a part Cherokee playwright from Oklahoma, who wrote the play Green Grows the Lilacs, on which the Musical Oklahoma! is based.  In his Hollywood days, he was buds with Bette Davis Joan Crawford and often served as a ‘non romantic’ escort for them to Hollywood things, because he was gay, which wasn’t particularly Okay in OK in the 20s and 30s — and APPARENTLY IS ALSO NOT OKAY NOW. Some 60 years after his death, a mural of his face went up on the side of Tulsa’s Equality building — and somebody vandalized it with the word ‘abomination.’ HOW DID THE COMMUNITY RESPOND, YOU ASK? With a reading Lynn’s poetry, by local playwrights, historians, LGBTQ community members. In 95 degree heat. Just to honor and stand by him. OKLAHOMA, OKAY!

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Quick Check-in with World

June 28th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

When I’m developing a play or musical, I tend to stick my head up its butt and ignore the tense and divisive and sometimes horrible things happening in the world, which is both blessing and curse. There’s a part of me that wants to not get bogged down by these things so I can work — and then there’s another part of that knows that these things matter, that they can’t be ignored, that they must inform whatever I’m working on. I must disconnect from the world in order to work, but not so much that I don’t understand it anymore. I’ll just keep hovering here between those two extreme feelings, but in the meantime, a quick check in with World:

  • Harris and Warren debated real Good, I’m stoked on them, NOT JUST BECAUSE THEY TOOK A PRE-GAME SELFIE.
  • All people, ESPECIALLY CHILDREN, deserve dignity, empathy, and care, REGARDLESS OF THE ACTIONS OF THEIR PARENTS.
  • I KNOW THE SYSTEM ISN’T DESIGNED TO HANDLE SO MANY CHILDREN BUT SERIOUSLY. PRIORITIZE IT. FIGURE IT OUT.
  • KAMIE AND LIZ CAN YOU FIGURE IT OUT PLZ

 

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Dad; Dad

June 26th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

My Dad met Chris Coffey, the actor who plays the Dad in my Dad play, and they told Dad jokes while wearing different kinds of Dad shirts and drank Dad drinks and I felt so daughter-y and EVERYTHING WAS DAD, tucked safe beneath the tree of Dad, hovering near tears.

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MEDIUM OLD DOG / NEW TRICKS

June 20th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m in Poughkeepsie for the week, accidentally twinning with Ingrid and workshopping the Notebook musical at New York Stage and Film. And while I can’t really share anything specific in terms of  who it is or when it is or what it is (YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS) I CAN share, with confidence, that this by far THE MOST INTENSE, MOST COMPLICATED, MOST FULLY EXHILARATING DEVELOPMENT PROCESS I HAVE EVER BEEN A PART OF. There’s my scenes, and then there’s the music, and both are living beasts that need to be fed and re-dresssed and fed again. I’ve never actually watched a group of people learn a song before, build it from notes to a number in twenty minutes. Nor have I ever properly placed lyrics in a script, or lined up sheet music with book, or located the exact moments when songs should begin or end, NOR HAVE I EVER BEEN MORE TIRED OR IN LOVE WITH PLAYS THAT HAVE SONGS IN THEM.

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I AM HERE (?)

June 6th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Public Servant opens tonight and sadly I am not there, because I can’t be Everywhere, so I’m across the country wishing it Well.  But I dreamt last night that I WAS there, but I was a hologram, I was a projection from a machine I couldn’t see, I was sitting in the rehearsal room in Pajamas watching the actors prepare, and whenever anyone spoke to me I said I’m so sorry, I’m not really here, and so I’m left to wonder, AM I HERE? AM I TRULY ANYWHERE?

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Theater as Theater

May 29th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

As a Theater Person, I see a lot of Theater — this trip: Oklahoma! and Hadestown, both remarkable in their own ways and deserving of all of the accolades, BUT — regardless of what I’m seeing, I always have moments of disconnect whenever something super theatery happens. Classic theatery happenings:  someone walking very slowly with an elongated gate from one side of the stage to the other. Someone lifting a chair VERY SLOWLY so that it looks like it’s slow motion. Someone looking out into the audience with profound tears in their eyes, but we’re not quite sure why. I always resist these moments, which is largely unfair, as theater IS theater, but — I think I want to be tricked. I want to be led into a scene so simply and magically that I don’t even know I’m watching a play, because I AM INSIDE OF IT, I live in a world where chairs Fly.

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DAD VIBES

May 25th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I wrote my next play, Public Servant, for many reasons, perhaps too many? Because don’t we change  as we live and so the play must change, as it Lives? But one of the main reasons was to humanize — not glorify, just humanize —  the Politician, not the US Senator, per se, but the local government Politician, specifically the County Commissioner, which my Dad served as for many years. It’s loosely based on  his early days in politics, the difficulties of raising a family while also working another job and also trying to run a county and please everyone (impossible.) The character is of course not fully my Dad, but inspired by. And so when I showed up yesterday, mid-tech, having had zero input on costumes, I WAS DELIGHTED TO FIND THIS:

I CAN FIND NO PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE BUT I SWEAR TO YOU MY DAD HAS WORN THIS EXACT OUTFIT. But just so we’re all clear, and just so we give respect and context where they are due, HE ALSO OFTENTIMES LOOKS LIKE THIS:

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(MISSPELLED) CAKE POSTERS FOREVER

March 18th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

NO BUT REALLY DID YOU THINK I WAS DONE TALKING ABOUT CAKE? *NEVER NOT DONE / DRIVES TO DMV / CHANGES NAME TO CAKE*

The Cake is currently backpacking around America like a dang college drop out.  It’s currently in rehearsal in Fayetteville, NC,  Sarasota, Florida and Lake Dillon, Colorado.  I would like to please draw attention to Colorado’s phenomenal poster:

THE CAKE WAS DESTROYED / THE BRIDES WERE PLACED BACK ON TOP / WILL I EVER TIRE OF LOOKING AT POSTERS OF THIS PLAY / IS THIS A TIME LOOP / AM I ACTUALLY ALIVE / WHO IS BEKAH BRUNSETTER (?)

 

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