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

New Apartment!

September 24th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Or rather, one which FEELS new. New roommates Zoe and Sam have filled the apartment with tons of new cute crap, AND I LOVE IT.

That mysterious ball of light is a giant Pear Lamp. Yeah it is!

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Oh hi, Fall

September 23rd, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Oh hi, next six days! HA!

I always know when it’s Fall (m’favorite season) because I suddenly start asking myself the big questions. Like: WHAT IF I spent an entire day making pumpkin bread to give to people for no reason whatsoever, and WHAT IF that pumpkin bread had Nutella in it? Also, where / how / when can I find Hunter Green pants?  And I should go buy a lot of number two pencils and THANKSGIVING!!!! Also, when can I start to see my breath just a LITTLE bit? Also,  should I bring a scarf? Apparently, not really anytime soon.

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TRUTH

September 22nd, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Spill it girl, spill it. I’ve never been much of one for astrology, like, at all, but I’m finding a lot of of relevance and truth in this whole idea of one’s Saturn returning.

In astrology, the Saturn return is an alleged phenomenon which is described as influencing a person’s life development at 27 to 29 or 30-year intervals. These intervals or “returns” coincide with the approximate time it takes the planet Saturn to make one orbit around the sun, i.e. 29.4 years. It is believed by astrologers that, as Saturn “returns” to the degree in its orbit occupied at the time of birth, a person crosses over a major threshold and enters the next stage of life. With the first Saturn return, a person leaves youth behind and enters adulthood. With the second return, maturity. And with the third and usually final return, a person enters wise old age. These periods are estimated to occur at roughly the ages of 28-30, 56-60 and 84-90. A fourth return occurs for only a few people, at age 114-118.

Um…..Yep.

Or, do we just use this to justify the crazy things we do as we approach 30?

Also, Mom and Dad, ya’lls about to get WISE!

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Writing: hard

September 21st, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Not even like PLAYwriting. I mean like the physical act of writing. I just wrote some thank you cards to send to Russia, and fans, I literally broke a sweat, and they are completely illegible. It’s no wonder that a lot of school districts are no longer requiring students to study cursive. (I never liked cursive. I never liked the look of my name in it. If you want a frontal lobe-ache, take a stab at a cursive lower case b. ) It’s one of those tangible indications of how the world is changing right in front of us. Kind of like how it looks like the mail will no longer deliver on Saturdays and cats play with ipads.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go make some butter from scratch and engage in other luddite activities.

I don’t quite know how to make butter from scratch.
I will probably google this.

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Agenda

September 20th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Do laundry, read Play Group submissions, look at this guinea pig,

stop being sick, send emails, reintegrate into society, eat cake, go through winter clothes for clothes to sell, look at this guinea pig again:

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Oh Beautiful

September 19th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

For spacious skies, for all the processed foooood

I made it back with no hitches! Unless you call being told by two countries that that girl in your passport photo is NOT you, and a really bad bout of turbulence somewhere over the ocean that left me shaking and weeping like a baby, you know, hitches.  (Seriously, there were two people on the whole plane disturbed by this turbulence. It was myself, and a baby.) It’s now my 2 am but I’m pretending like I’m alive, and suddenly decided that I really needed these chips that make you skinny. Only in America. I miss my new Russian friends and am still reflecting on how incredible the whole experience was, but so happy to be home!

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The Last Supper!

September 18th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Nikoli made us dinner for the last time tonight. It was exactly like the real last Supper, but with way less disciples / Jesus, but just as bittersweet. It was ALSO served in meat jello:

YES, that is caviar. He really pulled out all of stops. Leg of lamb (which I’d never had before, and it was delicious, but also disturbing)

and m’fave, this homemade chocolate cake, which I could eat for 100 years, pieces of which I’m DEFINITELY smuggling through security tomorrow.

We gifted our new friend with a giant bottle of vodka, which he cradled like a baby, the universal language of vodka cradling. We, in turn, spoke the universal language of  YAY CAKE.

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царапать

September 18th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yes, this is Russian scrabble and it IS happy to see you. Tain’t it lovely? More specifically, you’ll see my last name in Russian to the left, then Bob’s name in the middle and Betty’s name to the right. I think? I don’t know. WHAT IS THIS WORLD

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THE SCENE OF THE CRIME

September 18th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

This may LOOK like four friends innocently enjoying a rainy day at the Kremlin, holding still for approximately seventeen minutes while the nice Asian man took seventeen pictures of them. But what is really happening is I am contracting a cold type situation that is currently eating my whole face and filling it with Soviet Snot. I will combat it with my standard routine!  Core components are pouting, complaining, and in general, demanding sympathy.

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Shut up, Moscow. (In Pictures.)

September 17th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Okay, fanbase. I know you pretend to be intellectuals, hanging on my every literary and multisyllabic word. But I know you just like the pictures. So, here.

Maybe it’s the fact that I finally caved and put the hipstamtic app on my phone, but this city is really beautiful, even in the rain, especially the churches and the architecture, even in the Kremlin, once home to Czars and communism, and lots of other words that shouldn’t all fit into this one sentence, but do.

We had our readings yesterday (I will be bloggy of that later) so, since we’re done with rehearsal, we got to tourist about this morning.

Moscow University:

Ruski wedding car:

Pretty old church!

Candles inside said church:

Soldiers marching inside Kremlin walls!

Another lovely church:

Beautiful swirly garden thing:

MOST IMPORTANTLY, ME. And that kid over there.

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