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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July 9th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

What’s even better than Cake served after a play about Cake?

HOMEMADE COOKIES DECORATED FOR THE CHARACTERS IN A PLAY ABOUT CAKE

#LAYERS

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women of cake

July 3rd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

My friend took these pictures at the curtain call after opening night. They make me so happy. A play written by a woman, directed by a woman, starring three very wonderful women, about women,

All of whom are currently very grateful, exhausted and very full of cake.

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Calendar Girl

June 29th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Growing up as an overweight, brown corduroy obsessed child, I always secretly knew that someday I’d blossom, get super hot and end up in a Calendar (section of newspaper) (because of theater) (not because of hot) (but also check out this smoldering stare)

WHAT’S UP JUNE! Full article HERE!

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Re: if I want to get coffee

June 28th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

NOTE: THE FOLLOWING MUSINGS DO NOT MEAN THAT I DO NOT WANT TO HELP YOUNG WRITERS, I REALLY DO, I JUST HAVE A THOUGHT ABOUT ALL OF THE COFFEES, END NOTE.

Dear Young / emerging / aspiring writer:

1.) I love you. You’re great.  You are going to do great things.

2.) Whenever I get an email from you asking if I can meet for coffee so that you might ask my advice about things, I feel a duty to help you, as when I was a young / aspiring / emerging writer, so many people had coffee with me —

3.)  WAIT. HOLD UP. NO. That’s not a thing. Upon genuine reflection, unless I am completely forgetting large chunks of my past, which is possible, I did not ask anyone to have coffee with me when I was just starting out. I was honestly too busy writing and failing and doing to hunt down email addresses to sit in the hot Sun and drink coffee I didn’t actually want.

4.) And so: I’m not saying these meet ups are fruitless, but every minute you spend in one of them, you COULD be writing. If you’re feeling frustrated because no one sees you or hears you, write about that. If you’re feeling bitter and jealous because everyone around you is getting a leg up and you’re not, write about that. If you’re feeling left out, stepped out, looked over, taken advantage of, invisible, unimportant, GUESS WHAT, ALSO WRITE ABOUT THAT. Every minute you spend looking at me while I anxiously rattle off my resume, YOU COULD BE WRITING, IF NOT LIVING.

5.) Here is my advice,  and you don’t even have to watch me eat a salad to get it: Work a job. Write at night. Take the money from your job. Make what you wrote. LIVE YOUR LIFE! DRINK COFFEE ONLY WHEN YOU WANT IT! DON’T LISTEN TO ME! WRITE YOUR LIFE. FORGET ANYONE AND ANYTHING ELSE EXISTS. FORGET IT’S A CAREER AT ALL. WRITE TO LIVE. That’s the only way the career stuff starts to happen organically — which, trust me, when it comes to anything worthwhile, is the only way it should.

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forever keepsake

June 27th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I wrote a Noah’s Ark Cake into my Cake Play because why would you not, and some genius props person  made this out of clay:

I can’t wait to take it home with me after the run and keep it in my house forever and be a creepy old great grandma in 2067 who, when you come to visit with your new girlfriend, makes you go into her living room and admire the Noah’s Ark Cake that someone made for her fifty years ago and  you’re like who’s Noah and  what’s a play and she throws a book at your head and you’re like what’s book?

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ten year blogiversary!

June 18th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Ten years ago, my very kind and very perceptive boyfriend at the time thought to make me a blog for my birthday. At first I was like, blog WHO? My first few posts were lost and misguided and rambly, at best. But then I started to realize what this blog could be, and then eventually, it became what it is: a reason for me to write something, literally anything, every day, a place for me to voice everything from feelings regarding dresses that look like pencils to gun violence, a place to store my memories (to the point where I think they really don’t get stored in my head anymore), and lastly, a very convenient way to keeps parents up to date on life things. I have since been writing on it every single day. There have been days where my commitment to posting something on it feels absurd, and more about box checking than anything else. I will leave significant life moments of human connection so that I might post something here. But still, I’m happy I’ve done it, every day, no matter what. It’s discipline, be it the narcissistic kind. It’s seen me through jobs and no jobs and new jobs and bad jobs and great jobs, boys I have and don’t want and boys I want an don’t have and boys I need but have never met, books I’ve half-read and books I’ve loved but since forgotten, trips I’ve tripped and trips I haven’t, feelings felt and words thunk and questions raised. And now I have them all here forever.  I have a weird hope that I someday have a great grandkid who stumbles upon this blog when finding themselves freshman year of college. They find it wherever internet artifacts are kept. Boxes that float? They find this blog and they read all the years of it and turn it into a performance piece, having learned that their great great something did something with ….plays? And so suddenly, they find themselves making one. And so here’s to ten more years of content, of thoughts and pictures of cakes and shoes, of a soul that can be scrolled through.

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not this, but

June 8th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

One of the most valuable things I’ve learned about writing from the process of writing for TV is the concept of ‘not this, but.’ It allows a writer to say ‘here is the terrible version of my idea,’ and then present something obvious and bald and not great, but chances are, there’s something there that can be finessed into something more elegant. If you slave over the perfect version before you even present the idea, you will not only drive yourself insane but also probably slowly grow ulcers if not brain tumors and / or resentment for the creative process over time. But if you can be brave enough to present the inelegant version of the idea, with the neurotic disclaimer that it’s SO VERY BAD, chances are you will stumble your way towards something brilliant, if not palatable, if not mediocrity’s slightly taller, more attractive cousin.

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The End Feeling

June 4th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Did you know that even if you’re not really a theater person, you still have an innate sense of when a play should End? I’ve felt it so many times: I’m watching a play with some 30-200 strangers, some regular theater goers, some not, and towards The End of the play, there is the feeling of, well, The End. We can all actually feel it coming. There’s what we perceive to be the penultimate scene — the crescendo — and then there better be The End, or we get restless, our attention drifts, we feel sort of lied to, as we were made to feel like it was The End, and yet these people keep emoting, talking too much with their hands. Since humans have this inborn sense of story, it’s then the playwright’s job to make sure the play Ends just a moment right before or after it feels like it should, subverting that End feeling ever so slightly. I say this mostly to myself, as a typical Bekah play Ends for approximately 30 to 57  minutes.

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in an image

May 28th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

When I have a play in production, I tend to become fixated on two elements: the scene change music, which can NOT be female vocalists earnestly playing guitars and singing about strawberries which for some reason, some sound designers like to do with any play written by a woman, and two, the poster, which you really don’t want to get wrong, as you must look at it for months. It must be subtle but clear, and grab you without shouting. All of this to say, I am so far completely obsessed with  The Cake’s production sound design AND poster.

It’s soft but strong. Inviting but subversive. There’s a cake on it being cut by WORDS.  PERFECT. POSTER.

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wordgiver

May 26th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

A synonym for playwright is wordgiver. We sit in rehearsal and watch the actors read scenes, and if we watch closely, we can actually feel the moments when they wish they had more or different words. It’s the playwright’s job to spot those moments and ask the actors, do you need words there? Because I just to happen to have a few of them, and then also find the right ones, and when you do, and the actor feels like they now have the words to match how they’re feeling, that is a play. Other synonyms include momentmaker, hairchewer, snackeater, and of course feelingshaver.

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