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

practice makes Cake

November 7th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on the Cake play is just the gift that keeps on Caking: rehearsals start today for the Cake at Warehouse Theater in Greenville, South Carolina, and in preparation for the role of Della, actor Mimi Wyche has been baking lovely and elaborate seasonal cakes, and delivering them to the theater:

THEY ARE SO BEAUTIFUL / I WANT TO EAT THEM WITH MY HEART

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furniture shopping for drunks

November 4th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Furniture salesperson: This couch features crypton fabric. You can spill anything on it, and it just beads up, then you wipe it off with a rag! It’s resistant to everything!

Me:….even wine?

Furniture salesperson:Yep! Even wine.

Me: So….I can accidentally spill an entire glass of red wine all over it and it will be totally fine?

Furniture salesperson: Yep!

Me: I’LL TAKE IT! / CALLS APPLE STORE, ASKS IF COMPUTERS AND ALSO PHONES COME IN CRYPTON

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tiny desk concerts

October 30th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

These NPR produced nuggets —  live concerts recorded around the tiny desk where All Songs Considered gets made — are my new drive to work jam. Each is some 10-15 minutes long, always good, never rehearsed, often intimate, with jokes and rambling and mistakes, Chance the Rapper reads a poem about keys to a forgotten house, Kacey Musgrave calls out her boyfriend, Steve Martin sings about the tarheels losing with his Bluegrass Band.   BUT MOST OF ALL IMPORTANTLY, THERE IS HANSON, 20 YEARS LATER:

THEY HOLD UP LIKE  THE PYRAMIDS. LISTEN HERE.

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HALLOWEEN HEROES

October 29th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Mo and I have been too busy throwing our life into boxes and making sure our new house has chairs to fully Halloween this year, so instead, I would like to highlight a few friends who have TRULY KILLED, I MEAN SKILLFULLY AND BEAUTIFULLY AND PERFECTLY MURDERED THEIR COSTUMES THIS YEAR.

Sheila and son Cal as Neo and Trinity from The Matrix:

Jason, Blaine, wee chicky Ruby and niece Laurel as Farm Folk:

And last but not least, the beautiful and sexual and currently romantically available Mack Yeager as Game of Thrones creator, George R.R. Martin:

I MEAN:

HERO

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prom / prom

October 27th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on sacred things found while packing:

What I was probably supposed to look like at my senior prom:

What I actually looked like:

Posted in DRESSES!!!!!!!!!!!!, YAY, awesome, memories, what I'm wearing, whining, women | No Comments »

Camera Ready Playwright

October 25th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Asking a playwright to show up for a photo shoot camera ready is like asking a model to show up to a photoshoot with a  journal full of profound haiku and short plays, which is to say, OF COURSE SOME MODELS ALSO WRITE POETRY AND OF COURSE SOME PLAYWRIGHTS KNOW HOW TO MAKE THEMSELVES ATTRACTIVE / LET’S NOT PUT PEOPLE IN BOXES, but personally, I do NOT know how to contour my face or find my light, so I will be showing up like the conventional playwright, which is to say, camera AFRAID.

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Paper.

October 23rd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

The one year anniversary is Paper, and for this very purpose, Morrison has secretly been saving all of our paper from the past three years: tickets stubs for plays, movies, Disneyland, awards shindigs, tickets to our own plays and movies, even the receipts for our wedding bands and marriage license, and he GAVE ME  A FRAME MADE OF ALL OF THEM.

PAPER!  SEE WHAT HE DID THERE?! NO? TOO BUSY SOBBING AT THE SWEETNESS OF IT TO PROCESS ANY SORT OF LOGIC OR REALITY? IT’S OKAY ME TOO

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GEMS.

October 22nd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

As luck would have it, we made it through an ENTIRE YEAR OF MARRIAGE. We are even strongly considering the possibility of, you know, continuing it forever, as it has been rewarding, character building, wonderful, mysterious, hilarious, strange, and perhaps the best thing I have  ever done. We are spending today reflecting back on the wedding and going back through the pictures, remembering all of the small but momentous parts of day.  I think when you first get your wedding pictures you are overwhelmed by the All of them, because looking at them today, I feel like I barely even looked at them when I first went through. And so I share some of  my new favorites with you:  each a tiny, specific life moment. I’m not even going to ramble about what they are, about what they mean. I’m just going to let them speak for themselves, as pictures do.

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how to remember things

October 20th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Remember that one time this Summer when both the LA times and the NY times ran articles about The Cake within the span of a week, and it was completely insane and perhaps everything I’ve dreamt of / worked for, but I was  so engaged in the work and in life that I barely had time to appreciate it? NO? ME NEITHER.  IF ONLY I HAD SAVED THE ARTICLES AND THEN SPENT WAY TOO MUCH MONEY TO GET THEM FRAMED, ONLY AFTER QUESTIONING IF IT WAS NARCISSISTIC, BUT THEN DECIDING THAT IT WAS DEFINITELY WORTH COMMEMORATING.

OH WAIT NEVERMIND, I FORGOT, I DEFINITELY DID THAT

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Look at me / Don’t look at me

October 18th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Being that I almost have a grown up person house of my own, it is finally time for me to stop storing things at my parent’s house like a college freshman.  My Mom most recently shipped me my old  jewelry box full of cross necklaces and broken promise rings and this bracelet that I made in high school or perhaps middle school, which I think sums up my entire existence:

I think I thought it was ironic, to have someone Look at my Bracelet and see the word Look? (This bracelet of course brought to you by the budding playwright who, around the same time, wrote a play called Happen in which nothing Happens.) Or maybe, if we go deeper, I just wanted to be looked at, then horrified at the idea that I was being looked at, but then devastated if no one was looking.  Is this the quintessential teenage person experience, or is this perhaps just THE BEING A PERSON EXPERIENCE?

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