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

the Book of Love

May 1st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Every now and then, I hear a new song and it burrows into that part of my brain that intersects with my soul and I have to listen to it over and over. At this weekend’s wedding, both bride and groom had an absurd amount of musical talent in their extended families, and so everyone from cousin to Grandma serenaded them with these little musical gifts and then we all cried. The Bride’s brother, Spencer,  sang them a Magnetic Fields song, The Book of Love. He was like, pretty good at it, as he is, in fact, a musician by trade. (You can give his band Auditorium a listen Here.) It was one of those arresting song moments that sort of stopped time and lifted every one present slightly above the ground. In a blatant attempt to recapture the moment, I’m going to listen to the Magnetic Fields version about 900 times, and also leave the lyrics here:

The book of love is long and boring No one can lift the damn thing
It’s full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing
but I I love it when you read to me and you you can read me anything

The book of love has music in it In fact that’s where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental Some of it is just really dumb but I
I love it when you sing to me and you you can sing me anything

The book of love is long and boring and written very long ago
It’s full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes and things we’re all
too young to know but I I love it when you give me things and you

you ought to give me wedding rings I I love it when you give me things
and you you ought to give me wedding rings

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Beach guy

April 29th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

It’s very soothing to me how easy it is to make Morrison VERY HAPPY. You only have to bake him something or put him on a beach. You could also bake him something and hand it to him WHILE he is on a beach but that actually might explode the universe and so I have yet to try.

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in complete madness and in health

April 22nd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Six months married today, so yeah, I can officially say that I know everything. Mostly I’ve been struck by the values of patience, compromise, and listening. But even more mostly, I am blown away basically every day by Morrison’s ability to handle my madness when I overload myself and short circuit, how he can not only calm me down but also, how quickly he can get me  (us) to the place of laughing at the absurdity of whatever the situation.  If it’s not funny at its core,  WHY EVEN LIVE IT AT ALL?

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heat, brought

April 21st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Last night, our short film Again had its first screening at the Tribeca Film Festival, in an evening with five other beautiful shorts.  They treat you GOOD. A representative to usher you around / make you feel important, a theater with reclining leather seats, a big piece of paper with words on it to stand in front of. Of all of the pleasures and joys, the most greatest was watching Morrison bring the heat as if he were born to do it, on the red carpet,

and that big ol’ fancy screen.

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Home Library

April 18th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Usually when I come home for a visit, my Mom has left me a series of books in my room that she thinks will be good for my soul.  I am usually so consumed by the undulating dramas of my own life that I rarely read them. But no part of me could resist this trip’s offering, the love story of Chip and Joanna Gaines, stars of HGTV’s Fixer Upper:

Basically the show just follows this adorable married couple as they flip houses for other adorable people, while he does things like ram his head into walls and put spiders in her hair and she just laughs with the shy beauty and grace that only a half-Korean half-Texan could bear. Perhaps a book ONLY to be read snuggled into bed at your parents house, drifting off on a soft sea of Melatonin, but a charm of a  book, just the same.

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FLEURS FOR YEURS

March 31st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

My sweet mother thought to save some flowers from the wedding and preserve them in a frame! How dear. I share this with you A.) because it really is the sweetest and looking at it makes my heart swell and  it most likely will for yeurs B.) FOR THE REMARKABLE WORDPLAY NO BUT REALLY WHEN IS THE GREAT BRITISH BAKE OFF GOING TO HIRE ME TO WRITE THEIR PUNS

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He can / I can’t

March 26th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes I forget that Morrison can dance his face off like a love interest in an movie a la good ol’ Bing Crosby days. He studied ballroom dance in high school, and so when the right song is on, he morphs from gentle giant who prefers to not draw attention to himself,  to SLICK AND ALLURING DANCING SWAN MAN. The footwork alone is insane and he busts it out at dance parties like a secret trick. People tend to watch. And when this happens, sometimes I just watch him, too,  with a big stupid smile on my face, as it’s sort of a thing from a dream, having a man who not only CAN dance, but WANTS to. I can usually get away with a bit of objective staring, until he pulls me up to dance with him, at which point I promptly step on his feet, at which point he spins me around,  and which point I fall on my face laughing like a kid on one of those spinny things, at which point he catches me.

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what you need to hear

March 23rd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Me: Look at my eyelid. It’s wrinkly and weird.

Morrison: Okay?

Me: NO REALLY, LOOK AT MY EYELID.

(I shove my eyelid in his face, marriage style.)

Morrison: Huh. Yeah!

Me: I have an old eyelid!

Morrison: Hey, you look great, though.

Me: I DO?!

Morrison: Yep!

Me: You’re just saying that.

Morrison:…Yep! Can I please resume my life, now that I’ve told you what you need to hear?

Me: FINE OKAY BUT MAKE IT QUICK

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AUTHENTIC EXPERIENCE

March 12th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Morrison and I in fact live just down the road from Thaitown, Los Angeles, which features a Thai Plaza filled with restaurants and bakeries and everything you might want to suspend your disbelief and convince yourself that you are not in your life, but actually still on your honeymoon. In said plaza, newlyweds can order deep fried whole fishes and those weird little pancakes with marshmallow and corn and Chang declare to no one, ‘this is almost as good as when we were in Thailand but slightly not as good because right now we are not in Thailand but actually just in a strip mall’ and also ‘PS WE WENT TO THAILAND.’

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TRIBEKAH

March 7th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

SEE WHAT I DID THERE?! Sure hope you did because I’m going to be doing it pretty much non stop, cause the short I wrote for Morrison that our friends Alexis and Rick directed and DP (also a married couple, feel free to vom into your hand) is headed to the  2017 TRIBECA FILM FESTIVAL!!! THREE CHEERS FOR PROJECTS BORN FROM LOVE! HERE’S A BUNCH OF PICTURES THAT LEGITIMIZE OUR CREATIVE ENDEAVORS!

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