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

A Bird on the Hand

March 22nd, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday, while surrounded by the comforts of the controlled environment in which I live, I found myself thinking about how rarely I step out of my comfort zone. MAYBE I take risks while writing? PERHAPS? But mostly I tend to make choices that keep me in situations in which unexpected things rarely happen, I have control over the variables of the environment, and I mostly interact with people who are like me. And I thought ,WHY, AS A WRITER, WOULD I EVER LIVE THIS WAY? Which is why, last night, over a controlled and comfortable dinner, Morrison and I signed up for a falconry class, because if A PEREGRINE FALCON (THE WORLD’S FASTEST ANIMAL) LANDING ON YOUR HAND IS NOT THE VERY DEFINITION OF STEPPING OUT OF ONE’S COMFORT ZONE THEN I TRULY DO NOT KNOW WHAT IS BUT YOU GUYS IT’S DEFINITELY NOT EXPERIMENTING WITH NEW WAYS TO EAT SWEET POTATOES OR READING BOOKS THAT SHOUT YOUR OWN BELIEFS BACK AT YOU.

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SPRING INTO BUSINESS

March 16th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

If you and I have a Business Meeting at any point in the next four to five months, please know that I WILL be wearing this and only this uniform, which I assembled in a cold panic at Aritzia, fueled by a sudden and overwhelming need to dress like I have the Answers, or least like I have at least met one, once or twice.

 

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VERY SUBTLE, GOD

March 10th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Last night I found myself in a not unfamiliar and very overdramatic place, a place I like to hang out in basically after each of my plays debuts in New York —   spiraling about my ability to write, wondering if I would ever do it again. I decided to look for more bad Cake reviews, searching for confirmation that I am, in fact, a shallow hack that should go crawl under a couch and or / go back to customer service. AND WHAT, YOU ASK,  DID I FIND? I suddenly have a  Wikipedia Page . A long and thorough wikipedia page, with  a section for Early Works. A page that includes not one but quotes from ALL of my bad Times reviews, but still, a page that steps through my whole career thus far, from overwritten one acts in festivals to TV awards nominations, my marriage to actor Morrison Keddie (my favorite part.) And I remembered that every time I feel for the tiniest of moments that I can’t do it anymore, that it’s all been a lie, that I am the empress really wearing no clothes at all — I get some little sign to keep going. The timing is always so sharp, it always feels as if I’ve written it. HI, SIGN. THANKS FOR THE NUDGE.

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Who it’s For

March 6th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

HI DO YOU THINK I’M A PLAYWRIGHT WHO DOESN’T READ OR CARE ABOUT THEIR REVIEWS? HI, YOU’RE WRONG.  I read them with one eye open, one eye shut to the pain, the other hoping to learn something. I’ve never been a critical darling, I’m perhaps not cynical nor subversive enough,  so I wasn’t shocked to read the lukewarm reviews of Cake, tho I DON’T KNOW, I CAN GET DOWN WITH A LUKEWARM BATH, OR SOUP. But while in the past, I’ve felt devastated by bad reviews, emotionally hungover — this time, I actually feel kind of fine. Because this play is not for critics (hopefully no plays are FOR critics?) It is for these people:

A big reason I wrote this play was out of respect for my parents, their beliefs, even though a lot of them are different from my own. Last night, they joined me at opening, engaged with my ideas,  HEARD MY PLAY, AND SHOWED ME LOVE.   THAT IS WHO AND WHAT THIS WAS ALL FOR.

THIS COMMEMORATIVE APRON ALSO DOES NOT HURT.

 

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DIGGING MY OWN TRAVEL VIBES

February 11th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I had to take this picture yesterday after I got off a red eye, 6 AM and crunchy, sweaty, matching in a 2 piece leisure sweatsuit, overpriced but WORTH EVERY PENNY, breath like old broccoli, bun that I later found salad dressing in, because I feel like I am FINALLY PAPARAZZI READY / IF ONLY THEY CARED.

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INQUIRING MINDS WANT TO KNOW

January 6th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

You know, I’ve been asked a number of times today (two) if I’m at the Golden Globes, and I think I’ll just respond with this picture:

IF WANDERING THE STREETS OF MIDPOINT IN SEARCH OF A RICE KRISPIE TREAT THEN EATING IT ALONE IN YOUR HOTEL ROOM WITH AN  HERBAL TEA THAT YOU BROUGHT WITH YOU IN YOUR SUITCASE ISN’T AN AWARDS SHOW THEN I DON’T WANT TO BE RIGHT

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SAY I’M A BIRD

January 4th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

And other lines that will NOT appear in Ingrid Michaelson and I’s musical adaptation of THE NOTEBOOK!!!!!!!

https://deadline.com/2019/01/broadway-the-notebook-musical-nicholas-sparks-bekah-brunstetter-ingrid-michaelson-1202528533/

We’ve been busying working on this for the last year and a half (SO BUSY THAT I CAN’T FIND THE TIME TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO WORK THE NEW INTERFACE OF MY BLOG AND PUT A WORD TO CLICK THAT LEADS TO A LINK.)  Yesterday, we finally announced it, and it was thrilling to see / hear people’s joy and anticipation over it. It’s a beautiful story that extends even further  beyond what the movie captured. I won’t say much, as there’s still much work to do and figure out, but I will say I am loving being in NC in the 30s and 40s, exploring and honoring the reality of Alzheimer’s, and pretending like as long as I’m in my car, I CAN SING LIKE A SPECIAL MAGIC BROADWAY BIRD. More soon!
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BEST 27

December 31st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Once again, I choose not to limit my year in review to a mere nine pictures, because I mean, there were just too many Cakes. Honestly even the happiest moments of this year feel slightly tinged with sadness, but scrolling through, I was happy to see / remember that I managed quality time with ALL of my favorite women, saw 4 of the 10 (I think 10?) of the year’s productions of the Cake, went to Hawaii for the first time, and was endlessly, continuously amused by my husband. Not pictured are other accomplishments like ‘actually started flossing regularly sort of’ and ‘purchased a kitchen mandolin’ and ‘started writing things down in a single notebook’ and ‘opened airline credit card to obtain travel points only to discover that Airline does not offer direct flights between New York and LA which is literally the only reason why I opened the freaking card.’

Went to the Ovation Awards with Miss Debra Jo Rupp who WON, La Jolla Playhouse Cake production, got some bro time in NYC / workshopped my TBTB play, Highlands with Blaine and Carrie, KAUAI with Morrison, Chicago Cake with Mack, went to visit E in the mountains:

MTC announced OFF BROADWAY CAKE!, Morrison unearthed this incredible headshot, I made a bitmoji, TULUM WITH ELIZABETH, Gracie awards with This is Us writer Women, Elli’s wedding!, Alley Theater/ Houston Cake, a visit from Tim:

We revamped our back yard, Tim got married, MORRISON DONNED A GOLD FACE MASK, Emmys, Geffen Cake / LA remount, got an alumni award from UNC, celebrated 2 years marriage, desperately dressed up for Halloween for three trick or treaters, HOSTED A DREAM THANKSGIVING FOR DREAM FAMILY.

 

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MY DAYS ARE NUMBERED

December 30th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

To whoever thought to invent number shaped cookie cutters: CONGRATULATIONS AND WELCOME INTO MY WILL, IF NOT MY LIFE’S WORK, IF NOT MY LEGACY. You were probably a 19th century Grandma who one morning bent metal into a 2, and you are probably long gone, but still, I would just really like to shake your hand, if not high five you, if that was a thing Then.

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The Resident Bridal Portrait

December 28th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Mom: I got a giant picture of you as a Bride framed. Do you….want it?

Me: NO.

Mom: Okay, why not?

Me: Because I don’t want to be a person who has a giant framed picture of myself as a bride in my house, but THANK YOU for asking and for getting it framed.

Mom: Would you like me to…..keep it in MY house instead,  so you don’t have to feel like an outright narcissist, but when you visit, you can  sort of quietly and privately enjoy that there is a giant framed picture of yourself as a bride, hanging somewhere?

Me: YES, WORKS FOR ME

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