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

I grew up and also I’m a Toys R Us kid

March 15th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday, Toys R Us  announced it will close all of its stores and no longer Be. Last night,  anyone who grew up in the 70s/80s/90s slept curled around memory shadows of Kid Sister dolls  and Ninja Turtle hot wheels and that Thing that you put around one of your Ankles and then Swing it around and Jump over it. All we can do now is Remember, and work out how to explain what it Was to our future kids. Something like:

US: Toys R Us was a big toy store / that

FUTURE KID: What’s store?

US: A big place that sells things —

FUTURE KID: Like internet?

US: No, it’s a big physical, actual place that you go to buy things.

FUTURE KID: Like Amazon?

US: Yes, but you walk into it. With your body.

FUTURE KID: By why not just order it online?

US: Because that was part of it, the going and the looking and the choosing.

FUTURE KID: Hmmm.

US: You’re blinking a lot, what is it, is there something in your eye?

FUTURE KID: Nope!  I Just bought myself a new video game.

US: WITH YOUR EYE?!

(A package THUMPS on the front step.)

FUTURE KID:  OFF TO  SAVE VIRTUAL WORLD, BYE!

 

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when it rains, it scores

March 4th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Some (all?) people assume that it never rains in LA, which is mostly true (and also a big reason why I really love living here, as the things that rain does to my hair is one of my least favorite things about being alive.) It is mostly the same here, every day. But it actually does in fact rain here, big time, like a handful of times a year. It usually causes everyone to ram their cars into each other and show up three hours late for work, but then after, this:

I’ll take wet bangs on my face anyday* for this.

*PREFERABLY ONLY 3-4 TIMES PER YEAR.

 

 

 

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fortune, and what to do with it

February 23rd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on your college intro to ethics class: yesterday morning while jogging I spotted a twenty dollar bill on the ground. I stopped to pick it up — but then I thought, I don’t need this money. Twenty dollars isn’t that meaningful to me right now. I have plenty. Then I thought, I could take this twenty dollars and give it to someone that needs it. Or, I could leave it here, and gift some one else not just with the money itself, but ALSO the feeling of finding twenty dollars, which always somehow manages to charm the next hours of your life. And so, I left it there. All of this to say, if you happen to be a lucky person, perhaps it’s your job to share that luck however you can, make it available to other people, and also, I’M A REALLY GOOD PERSON WITH HIGH MORAL FIBERS, TELL YOUR FRIENDS.

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Both sides, Now

February 19th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I 100% think that it is far too easy to get guns in this country and that background checks need to be more rigorous and SERIOUSLY WHY IS NOTHING CHANGING. I ALSO know that the media coverage of all of the shootings isn’t helping, only feeding the beast, and the fact that a day after the Florida shooting I practically knew what the shooter ate for lunch, the fact that I went online to Know him, is part of the problem. I am part of the problem. We should all read and re-read This Op-ed written by a father who lost his son in a shooting 25 years ago. He’s been campaigning against gun violence ever since, and after Wednesday’s shooting, he took to the state house in Boston to protest, like he’s done a hundred times before.

” Reporters asked me that day — they keep asking me — about how it feels. How does it feel, after all I’ve been through, to be standing there the day after all those people were killed in Florida?…..I have questions for the reporter. Do you think that what you are doing will stop what’s happening with guns in this country? Why are you so curious about my squishy emotional insides when they are clearly not part of the situation you are supposedly reporting? Surely you’re aware of the iconography of televised mass shooting reports. The fleeing victims, the hugging weepers, the shrouded corpses, the departing ambulance. There’s a form to it now. It’s drama. It’s entertainment. How does it feel to keep reporting mass shootings as you do?”

 

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this is Dance

February 18th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Say Bekah, what have you been doing with whatever resembles your free time? I’ve been spending most to all of it getting deep into the world of disability: its politics, its history, its beauty. A lot of reflecting back on times when I was a kid and encountered another kid with a disability and didn’t know how to act and so I avoided them, averted my eyes in the hallway, and a lot of shame circles about that. My next full length play is for Theater Breaking Through Barriers, an NYC company that works with both able bodied and disabled actors.  Through them, I e-met Simi Linton,  a leading activist and spokesperson for disability and the arts, and through her, I encountered her beautiful documentary Invitation to Dance and through It, I found the work of Axis Dance Company and my new obsession.

Just like Theater Breaking through Barriers, Axis uses both able bodied and disabled dancers ( amputees, wheelchair users, both power and manual, etc.)  They have basically completely redefined dance, developing what’s now called physically integrated dance.  They pull the focus off of the disability, and instead subtly highlight the fact that every body is different. Why does that have to be sad or weird? Instead,  isn’t it kind of UNBELIEVABLY BEAUTIFUL?

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Chef’s Table

February 8th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Julien reminded me of this incredible Netflix docuseries on the world’s greatest chefs and I’m finally watching it. (If you’re only going to watch one, make it this one Peru’s Virgilio Martinez / as you know I went there once for ten minutes, so everything about Peru is DEEPLY MEANINGFUL TO ME.) Basically, upon viewing, you will never look at food the same way again. It’s food as art, food as anthropology, food as the opposite of a tater tot. But mostly, the chefs tend to forage and hunt for ingredients just outside their door, so the food ends up reflecting the landscape where the diner is eating, just like Burger King might taste like Parking Lot. Inspired by this, last night in a restaurant in West Hollywood, I found myself ordering Stripped Sea Bass from coastal Virginia, so that I might feel like I’m close to my parents. It tasted like the quiet as the sun sets. AND FISH. IT ALSO TASTED LIKE FISH.

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PARADISE ALERT

January 13th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

While I am so sorry for everyone in Hawaii who rid the wave of this massively false alarm happened today, I’m just going to entertain myself the rest of the day by imagining people in bathing suits, lunging for pina coladas, crawling under patio furniture, careful so they don’t spill their drink.

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elements

January 10th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

DEAR FIRE AND WATER:

INSTEAD OF FUNCTIONING INDEPENDENTLY OF EACH OTHER AND IN FACT CAUSING EACH OTHER, PERHAPS YOU COULD SHARE GOOGLE CALS AND COMMUNICATE AND COLLABORATE  LIKE COLLEAGUES?

KTHANKSBYE!

– A CONCERNED CITIZEN (SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA, WRITING FROM INSIDE A WET MOUND OF SCORCHED EARTH)

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near / far

December 23rd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on I am a  Gemini whose brain lives inside of the internet: both Facebook and my Blog remind me that one year ago, we were in Thailand, hiking to caves and bathing elephants, waking up each morning and going to bed each night with this:

While a part of me longs to be really far away, gazing at something miraculous that I’ve never seen before and is jealous of all the people currently on similar Christmas adventures, there is an equal part of me who is glad to be close to home and happy to stare instead at Christmas ornaments and the Puget Sound and family and new play word documents and walls,  who tells herself that there is adventure in comfort. It’s a new game called REST, which I need right now, so much. OKAY BYE, OFF TO WIN!

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I have

December 12th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on I’m a cliche: we straight up spent 400 bucks on cheese and bread and ham and beer and buttercream frosting and christmas tree gummies and assorted other seasonal essentials for our friends for our housewarming party Sunday. We arranged everything carefully on plates and laid out our new rugs and our friends came bearing gifts of rare orchids and wines. Monday morning,  I drove to work, grateful, still beat, squinting through next day chardonnay face. At an intersection, there was a homeless man shaking uncontrollably  from some affliction, asking for money. I saw him and the weight of the previous night and the beauty of it and and the excess of it,  but was it excess? and what is excess, and just the very privilege of all of it crushed down on me and I felt sad and lucky and ashamed.  I dug for whatever cash I could find and the light turned green and cars honked as I slowed to try and get it into his shaking hands, and he God bless you‘d me, and I sobbed the rest of the way to work, and there’s a part of me that’s still sobbing, because God bless me WHY. Why, Why, Why. Why do the have’s have? And why do the have’s have not? Why is that I have, and keep receiving?  Why not them? How can I take what I have and spread it in a way that’s meaningful, beyond just clicking donation links and sobbing at my own generosity on the way to work? WHAT DO I DO WITH WHAT I HAVE? HOW BEST TO GIVE IT?

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