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

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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Jesus in Maryland

November 18th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m in Olney, Maryland for the week to workshop Teen Mary Magdalene hearts Teen Jesus musical at the Olney Theater Center, which is very exciting and career and work and play development and yay but MOST IMPORTANTLY, I AM IN MY FAVORITE WEATHER DURING MY FAVORITE MONTH. Growing up, we went to my grandparents’ in Davidsonville, Maryland every year for Thanksgiving, and its cloudiness, it’s very specific sort of cozy cold, are things I long for whenever it turns November. I can’t believe this is my view, all week.

IF YOU NEED ME I’LL BE ROLLING AROUND IN LEAVES / DANGLING FROM LAMPPOST

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WE’RE FINE, HOW ARE YOU?

October 29th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ve finally located the most perfect anecdote to share whenever I’m asked, How are you, How are things? I will now reply:

Well yesterday, I came home from the doctor frustrated because it takes a long time because it always takes a long time, and it eats into my time to Work, and I’d spent the drive home trying to think through a note on my Santa Claus play, and my brain was too full of big worries to think it through it clearly, and so Morrison found me sobbing in a doorway, crying I DON’T KNOW WHAT SANTA WANTS!!!! SO I’M BASICALLY FINE, HOW ARE YOU?

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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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