bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
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November 24th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

We did it. It was nothing like a father and son surviving a post-apocalpytic world of cannibalism, but still Steve and I drove from Brooklyn to NC. We did not die, go crazy, or cause each other to die by each others crazy.

MORE IMPORTANTLY, steve found a sandwich containing and also covered with mashed potatoes, roast beef and gravy.

And then he ate it.

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You’re Welcome

November 23rd, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

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November 23rd, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

Please allow this image of a lone blue ball amidst the gray to represent an Outstanding Thing.

Okay, okay. I will be bloggy of the Wasserstein hullaballoo. The Wasserstein is an incredible prize of $25,000 awarded to one female playwright a year – she must be under the age of 32, and not have had a major production yet. Again. Twenty Five. Thousand Dollars. This changes someone’s life.  I was so so thrilled to be nominated – but then felt a bit worthless when I received the letter stating that a prize was not going to be awarded this year – because of the 19 nominiated plays – none of them were found worthy of the prize.

When it comes to letters like that, I give them a read, and then I throw them away. I have to or I’ll dwell on them and let it fester. So that’s what I did. Also I told myself – many prizes I’ve submitted for state that they reserve the right to not award the prize any given year, if no play is worthy. But a few weeks later, news of the lack of award circulated, and all of the sudden there was this really inspiring wave of outrage / petitions / support that actually got the Board to reassess their decision – they are now going to request additional plays from each nominee, and consider moreso the body of work than one play.

Pretty friend and co-writer Janine Nabers forwarded this to me over the weekend: an article in the UK Guardian states:

‘…I polled some directors, producers, playwrights, and foundation heads. Most of them could supply a short list of eligible playwrights, though they then admitted that most of the writers on it were women they saw as particularly promising and authors of very good plays, though perhaps not yet of “truly outstanding” ones. (Bekah Brunstetter and Janine Nabers were mentioned multiple times.) ‘

First thought: yay, to be mentioned, to be noticed! Second: wait a minute, I have yet to write an outstanding play?? Is that kind of – Third thought: You know what? You’re right. I don’t think I have yet written an outstanding play. Fifth thought: I should probably write one.

Sixth, and final: how does one write an outstanding play? Honestly, I don’t think you can. I think a writer’s most outstanding play comes from a place of such unaware, such abandon, such wonder and nerves, that you kind of have no idea what’s happening, and then suddenly you’ve written it.

And its Outstanding.

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Maggie Pictures!

November 22nd, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

My friend Maggie from grad school, aka Iceland, got a fantastic new camera, is starting to build a portfolio of artists in their ‘elements,’ so I selflessly agreed to be her subject and flit about in my fancy carrot dress (worn only once before; what does one DO with a fancy carrot dress?) and my Grandma’s mink coat (never worn!) Fall is my favorite and I love leaves so it only made sense that I, know, play and roll around in them a bit:

The results!

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November 21st, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

I saw Dylan’s ANT fest show last night and my heart swelled with pride and ‘eeeee!!!’ I’ve known Pickle for about 3 years, have heard readings of his work but had never seen in truly fully realized until last night. He blends film / video with theater in this really poignant and unique way. Last night’s show was part pretentious and embarrassing viewing of What Women Want, part post-apacalpytical Mel Gibson diatribe, part exploration of the awkwardness of becoming a grown up, part white people rapping, and part game show. Its possibilities are endless (insert any other movie that is awesome / painful to watch.)  It was like nothing I’d ever seen before. If you work at a theater you should probably let Dylan do his show there, nay, do it 30 times.

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November 20th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

It is fall for a minute! It really is! Oh, the colors! Oh, the caution tape!

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Virtual Real Estate

November 20th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

Soak my retainer overnight and polish my D&D figurines! It’s official! Je nerd. I can’t stop thinking about all of this future human and machine stuff. Like: the fact that people are now spending bank on virtual real estate. It seems crazy but: In 20-30 years, this is where we will be spending most of our time. Virtual real estate will be just as valuable as real. It’s like when back in the late 90s people were buying websites, like the guy who bought – and it seemed nuts that these virtual homes / places would ever be of value – then he sold it to Pizza Hut? for millions of dollars. Crazy.


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November 19th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

IS: I get paid for my homemade monologues via Paypal. Guess who totally easily and simply takes paypal as payment? Etsy, ie home of every cute and great and cheap thing ever.

I’m screwed.

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November 19th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

HURRAY! This winter I will be teaching with Writopia! It’s a writer’s lab for kids 8-18 – they write memoirs, short stories, plays and screenplays, all in an extremely adult yet also fun environment.  I observed a class yesterday and um, they are genius. They are creative, inquisitive and super driven. They have questions about story arch and similies; character flaws and diction. I am so stoked a.) to turn my brain towards fiction writing once again b.) to garner more teaching experience and c.) to be completely in awe of these kids.

I must away now to my time machine, where I will be enrolling my twelve year old self in my own class. (She could have used it. Me.)

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November 18th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

I can be secretly or not so secretly very competitive when it comes to playwriting. I know that we are meant, as the gentlemen above kindly depict, to lift each other up the darty red line thing, up into the sky, but I feel uber threatened when actors are sucessful playwrights as well. Isn’t that dumb? I’m like: No fair! You can only be good at one thing! TWO? No fair!

Thankfully I try and keep this to myself, you know, by telling the entire internet about it.

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