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

The Peekaru

March 31st, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter


…to directly quote The Gothamist (my light; my strength; my source of terrifying and useless knowledge):

‘…..AHHHHHH!!!!!! WHAT IS THAT????’

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700 things!

March 31st, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

Blergh! My heart has been palpitating for going on 3 days now. New apartment (almost) WITH YARD AND DISHWASHER, Roundabout Reading (which went really swell!), being nervy about London, boss in town, inexplicable pain in neck, and also ear, exciting things, a new brand of breakfast waffle, patsy’s pizza, sad things, murders, money, orange dresses and exploded pens!




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The Toxic Avenger! THE MUSICAL!

March 29th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter


This incroiable (THAT’S FRENCH) 80’s movie has been turned into one heck of a musical! Steve and I saw it last night. It’s the story of a nerdy environment enthusiast in New Jersey who is determined to find out why the state smells so bad. He gets dunked into a tank of toxic waste by some bullies — and turns into —-THE TOXIC AVENGER – dunn dunnn dunnnnnnn. The musical was truly amazing. Very tongue in cheek / I am a musical! with some really amazing songs, I gotta say, like ‘Do me Oprah’ I think it was, and ‘who’s gonna save new Jersey’ and ‘my Big French Boyfriend’ (sung by the blind Girl, who falls in love with ‘Toxie.’ He’s French, because he stinks. Duh.)

 It involved lots of tasteless yet adorable blind people jokes, easy stabs at New Jersey, colorful cross dressing, and of course, the ripping off of (and subsequently beating victim with its own) arms and legs. I give it 5 barrels of stinky toxic waste!


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the economy of my dreams

March 29th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m a real big mutli-tasker. Apparently, so is my sleeping self. Last night – in a dream – my brain combined fears of both my reading tommorrow AND my trip to london. I was in the theater and my computer was melting and there were thousands of people and I was dripping with sweat – and then the whole place turned into an airplane! And off we flew, through the velvet curtains!

Have one dream per sense of dread or nerves? Pshaw! Combine them! Link them thematically! Apparently, I have no time to waste.

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toot; toot!

March 27th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter


I’m conflicted.

When is announcing your accomplishments totally freaking tacky – and when is it legitimate, and good? We should celebrate the things we’ve gotten or done, right?  – or should we remember our manners, and not toot our own horns?

Meh. I sound like Carrie Bradshaw, how I pontificate*.  I couldn’t help but wonder – When is a sock – just a sock?  If there was no room for my hairdryer – was there room for my heart?

Grand pontificating aside – I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately. I keep coming back to a this public speaking coach that came to speak the women’s project once – I had to leave early, but I did catch the part about how women are always apologizing for themselves and terrified of seeming arrogant. I totally, totally do this. I’d so much rather be the humble meek thing than the brash arrogant thing, which mayhaps keeps me being proud of what I’ve done?

ALSO – a friend of mine raised this point – if you get an award or something – it’s perhaps WORSE to not tell anyone about it, and let them find out on their own – because that’s drawing even more attention to it. I think there might be some truth to that.

All I know is, when I get some good news, the last thing I want to do is tell fellow playwrights, out of total fear of sounding like I’m bragging. But I guess – what’s the big deal? Shouldn’t everyone get to share their accomplishments? Or – is it legitimately more polite to not brag? Is the acting of telling itself bragging? Am I just too old fashioned? What care I for proper? I stain and break things, with frequency.

Maybe I just need to grow a pair. And / or stop pontificating**.

* Good word. Great word. I’m going to use it incorrectly. All the time.

** See what I did there?  

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Psalty, the Singing Songbook

March 27th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter


Hi, heathens.

Last night, I found myself thinking about Psalty, the singing songbook – and attempted to explain he and all of his splendor to Steve. I couldn’t really. Psalty was just a large part of my childhood, in VHS format. He had serious adventures with a band of kids. Animated AND real. Camping trips, hay-ride sing-alongs in barns, choir practice, church mice – morals and scrupels put to the test – with songs! Crayon colored girls and boys in overalls and jumpsuits and pigtails, hanging out!  You know. With a singing song book.

I can do most anything through Christ who strengthens me, even climb a mountain when I’m four (even three!)

I just have to put my heart and mind straight to the test – with Jesus as my strength I’ll do my best, he’ll do the rest!

…Et cetera.

Sometimes, I just start singing it, for real. It just sort of follows me around. Then Psalty and I go get a latte and I listen to him complain about the fare hike.

Et cetera.

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I like this

March 26th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter


I’ve been so freaked out, as of late, about too many things. Like um, getting stabbed, plummeting planes, hitting my head, bombs, falling things, etc. What is  with me? Almost 27 years old, these things are just now freaking me out? Like I just NOW have this awareness of the random, awful things that happen daily?

I expressed my insane fear to both my Mom and Dad while home. My Dad said that after a certain point, you just have to let it go and rest on your faith. My Mom said – as we shared Chick-fila in the food court (prime target for terrorist bombing. Thanks, Dad) – everything happens for a reason. C’est vrais, ma mere!

Everything happens for a reason, indeed. There is peace in this, at least.  Natasha Richardson’s death was random and tragic – but because of it, hundreds of lives will be saved, I don’t doubt – starting with that little girl to the left.

CNN reports –

‘Connie and Donald McCracken were watching CNN one evening last week when they learned of the tragic death of actress Natasha Richardson from a head injury. Immediately, their minds turned to their 7-year-old daughter, Morgan, who was upstairs getting ready for bed.

Two days earlier, Morgan, her father, and brother had been playing baseball in the yard of their Mentor, Ohio, home when her father hit a line drive that landed just above Morgan’s left temple. A lump formed, but the McCrackens iced it down and the swelling subsided within an hour.

“For the next two days, she was perfectly fine,” Donald McCracken says. “She had no symptoms. She went to school both days and got an A on her spelling test as usual. There were no issues whatsoever.”

But after hearing about Richardson’s death, the McCrackens wondered if Morgan was really as OK as she seemed. After all, Richardson had been talking and lucid immediately after her fatal injury.

When they went upstairs to kiss Morgan good night, she complained of a headache. “Because of Natasha, we called the pediatrician immediately. And by the time I got off the phone with him, Morgan was sobbing, her head hurt so much,” McCracken says.

The McCrackens took Morgan to the emergency room at LakeWest Hospital in neighboring Willoughby, where doctors ordered a CT scan and immediately put Morgan on a helicopter to Rainbow Babies and Children’s Hospital in Cleveland, with her father by her side.

“I knew it was bad when she had to get there by helicopter in six minutes, instead of the 30 minutes it would have taken to get to Cleveland in an ambulance,” McCracken said.

When the helicopter arrived at Rainbow, the McCrackens were greeted by Dr. Alan Cohen, the hospital’s chief of pediatric neurosurgery. He whisked Morgan into the operating room, pausing for a moment to tell McCracken that his daughter had the same injury as Richardson: an epidural hematoma.

McCracken remembers standing in the emergency room, feeling like the life had just been sucked out of him. “My heart sank,” he says. “It just sank.”

Unlike Richardson’s, Morgan’s story has a happy ending. After surgery and five days in the hospital, she’s at home and doing fine. “Dr. Cohen told us that if we hadn’t brought her in Thursday night, she never would have woken up,” McCracken says.’

….What average person knows to seek immediate medical attention if they hit their head, even if they seem to feel fine? It’s certainly something we don’t realize, or have forgotten. Now, we certainly won’t forget. Also – if this had happened to a non-celebrity – it wouldn’t have had nearly as large of an impact.


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undo send

March 25th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter


Hi, and welcome to my nerdpost.

As if we need any more evidence that we are currently living inside of  the Future – Gmail has just announced a new feature for users – after an email is sent – an ‘Undo Send’ button will pop up for 5 seconds, allowing the sender to, well, unsend what they just said/sent/drunkwrote.

In Outlook, you can recall an email, but then it sends an email out to everyone – MESSAGE RECALLED – which just makes everyone salivate, wondering what terrible thing you didn’t mean to say. This new Gmail feature takes it a step further – it’s literally like it never happened. We can officially unsay things. We are officially robots, and should all have hovercrafts.

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March 24th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter


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I’m going to go to there!

March 24th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter


Carrie and Blaine and I got a sweet sweet deal on a 4 day trip to the Mayan Riviera, Mexico! Right by Cancun. We’ll be going right over my bday and I can’t stinking wait. This will be my first official vacation ever. Fat camp just didn’t count. My only agenda will be to lay around and swim and eat things. And maybe write some poems. About laying around and eating things. I will also visit some Mayan Rivieras and avoid Cartel violence like the plague. Eeek! Excited!

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