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


June 23rd, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter


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June 23rd, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

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what? huh? how? when?

June 23rd, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

I accidentally left my calendar at home today and kind of now have no idea who I am or Why I am a doing it, or when.

MORE IMPORTANTLY, check out this chick’s calendar, the image of which I stole from the internet. This chick journals about her running AND her to do’s include things like ‘get a light therapy lamp’ and she keeps a little list – upper right corner – tracking whether or not she got 7 hours of sleep each night, Y or N. I sense that somebody read one of those ‘How to be happy and the people who Love them’ books which suggested she do this.

Now I kind of want to do this.

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oh hi, did you know?

June 22nd, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Cobble Hill cinemas, a mere 6 stops away on my secret underground carriage ride, has movies Tuesday nights for only SEVEN DOLLARS.


I’m in middle school all over again, except I don’t have to fake a bathroom break to hold hands with Jonathan Stewart in the back row only to have him dump me the next day. AMIRIGHT, JULIEN? AMIRIGHT?

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It is I! Your Mother!

June 21st, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sure, there are plenty of things that I do that aren’t the best for me, but I REALLY like to get on my maternal high horse – sometimes vocally, sometimes in my mind – about how drinking soda is bad for you. We never had it in the house growing up, it was a huge treat – so when I got to college I drank generic Sam’s Club soda like water and gained 800 pounds. Since, I faithfully stick to my 3 drinkgroups of water, coffee and liquor. Anything else seems like a waste of calories / time. And so, hypocritically, I judge. Like this morning  I saw a woman probably some twenty years my senior leaving a deli with a diet root beer. I wanted to be like LADY. LADY. IT IS 8 AM. YOU DON’T NEED THAT SODA, LADY. GO TO YOUR ROOM, LADY 20 YEARS MY SENIOR.

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Uh oh.

June 20th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Roof party!

June 20th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Nothing says summer like roof gatherings with prosecco and old friends and sun chips and large hats. AND SO I HAD THEM ALL.

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June 19th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Happy Father’s Day, Dads, specifically mine! Dad: in Orlando, one Brian Feldman, a time-based art artist has decided this father’s day to hug his Dad for 24 hours straight. In matching white tank tops.

I hope you understand that while I love you, I don’t think that either of us likes each other THAT much.

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June 18th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

This book is incredible. Incredible. It tracks the terrible life of Baby, a 12 year old born into drug use, homelessness, and other awful things, but somehow it’s beautiful through the way her brain works and the specifics of her observations about life and how the world works. Thanks to my beautiful alien Lauren Blumenfeld for recommending. It makes me want to write a book. I’M GOING TO WRITE A BOOK.

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Your car, and how it’s fast

June 17th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

You’ve got a fast car. I want a ticket to anywhere. Maybe we can make a deal. Maybe together we can get somewhere. Any place is better.
Starting from zero got nothing to lose, Maybe we’ll make something. Me myself I’ve got nothing to prove.


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