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

today

May 31st, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Hot dogs and beer and frivolty*, yes, but also, thanks to those serving and those who have given their lives, and also a little extra proud of my brothers for all they’ve done.

* I’m actually not doing any of these things! I am chewing on my hair and writing plays. AMERICA!

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booooooo

May 31st, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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I absolutely HAD to see SATC2 even though I was thoroughly warned that it was bad. And bad it was. As Erin aptly put it, it was like watching California Raisins play dress up. There was also an absurd amount of tasteless and obvious puns, and a lot of innappropriate birka exploration and humor. Also it was awkward. SO AWKWARD! From Liza Minelli doing the single ladies dance in what appeared to be a night shirt? and tights?  (SO AWKWARD!) to the scenes like ‘hey, come outside and talk with me for a minute.’ followed by a scene where they, well, just SAT OUTSIDE AND TALKED FOR A MINUTE, after starring at each other awkwardly for a minute. Basically, it’s like they did not even try, just knew that people would come see regardless. I am one of these people. Am I ashamed? NO. The sour patch kids in the popcorn, pre-show tequila and friendship were entirely worth it. Their weird sparkly couture desert clothes? Not so much.

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Dan the Man!

May 30th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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I pretty much love Dan a little bit more every time I hang out with him. He’s come a long way from the jerky little kid, who, as I told my mom, I was sure was ‘going to go to jail when he grows up.’ Turns out that jerkiness was actually the roots of this really impressive stubbornness and certainty that are what makes him so great. He says he’s going to win the lottery and buy me an apartment, and I believe him.

Also, please see this cornbread SHAPED LIKE CORN.

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this

May 29th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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I’m sure you may have heard of this story from South Korea – a couple has been sentenced to prison after their 3 month old baby starved to death – Because they were spending 12 hours a day at an internet cafe, raising a VIRTUAL BABY WITH MAGICAL POWERS. The court didn’t quite know what to do with the couple in terms of sentencing, as this is the first case they’ve ever had that involved internet addiction. It makes me think of the future, and how it is Now, and how progress brings with it new problems. Also: it makes me think of, and lament, how I may have gotten MORE awkward and LESS patient with real-life interactions with people -  and this, honestly, is frightening.

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the beginning of the end

May 28th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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When I was wee, I remember thinking, one day, my brothers and I, we will be in our 30s. And that will be completely, completely insane. We have a nice system, the 4 of us: we are all pretty much 2 years apart, so if I am ever confused about my OWN age, I only must think of my brothers. Well TODAY, Big brother Pete turns 30! My mind: blown. I’m sure nothing will drastically change, and that he will continue to play with toys, but still, this is quite the event.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PETE! I LOVE YOU!

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my fears confirmed

May 27th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Today in rehearsal I said ‘tenure’ instead of tenor. This on top of the fact that earlier this week I referred to Hawaii as another country confirms my suspicion, or fear, that I am not too smart. Or more specifically: I can’t speak another language, my mind is not sponge-like in fact-retaining, I cannot regurgitate information, and there are probably  a whole of seventh graders who know more than I do. BUT – I hope that I am creatively smart, and can link vague ideas, juxtapose and reveal things, dig beneath surfaces for truth, explore, scrapbook, make pillows, and draw pictures of dresses.

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I wish

May 27th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Evan is friends with Charlie. I am friends with Evan. I am friends with Charlie?

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a guest

May 27th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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I am watching sweetie, the 3 legged sweet cat, for a week: steve is adopting her from a friend who’s moving to Hawaii (please note: when I explained this to Sarah the other day, I said that Steve was taking the cat for his friend, because ‘it’s hard to bring pets into other countries.’ Hmmm.)  She is sweet, small ball of scared. Thanks to miss Anne Kilby, the Cat Whisperer, Sweetie finally made it out from under my bed, where she may have been content to stay all week. Now, she has found the tub.  She has yet to meet the baby kitty, though they do keep doing this weird call and response ‘meow’ thing. More to come in this cat saga, which I’m sure you find compelling and relevant!

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Whoa!

May 26th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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So: my play Miss Lilly was inspired by this really powerful article in the New York Times Magazine ‘An Elephant Crackup’ that I read years ago (thanks to Isaac for passing it along.) concerning elephant violence – a disenegration of peace between elephants ands humans – ultimately caused by poaching. Emotionally scarred, orphaned young elephants, left to their own devices, after witnessing the murders of their own parents.

NOW, years later, the play is finally getting staged – and one of the actors in the production is friends with a gal who’s been working for years on an incredible documentary, One Lucky Elephant – not only is this woman going to give me feedback (I’ve always been a-feared of inaccuracy, in terms of ‘elephant psychology’) but ALSO – sitting on the panel of a discussion about her film will be THE GUY WHO WROTE THE TIMES ARTICLE, who has heard of the play and wants to read it! I’m both excited and scared by this. A writer has the entire world at their disposal, or, the entirety of the internet. And you sort of pluck things and make them yours, not really thinking that the person who IS or CREATED that thing will someday be aware of you, at all. But ultimately, I think whatever the feedback back is from both the gal and the gentleman might be the missing link that brings this play from ‘oh wow, how funny and strange, Bekah, you are weird and funny and smart, but mainly weird?’ to: wow, what an intelligent play. (I can’t do this by myself. Maybe, when I’m a grown up, I will.)

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A VERY POWERFUL METAPHOR

May 25th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Workshopping a play is kind of like – or very like – swimming through the dark, messy swamp of your SOUL. As you get deeper and deeper, as you ‘unpack the scenes’ (like suitcases? I enjoy this image) you come across things you thought were long gone. Not gone, apparently: you just lost the last time you went swamp-diving. You emerge, tired and dirty, smelling of cars and feet and mud, but at least you can say, I touched the bottom, and this makes you sound very cool at parties.

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