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

High Brow

September 23rd, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

There’s an awesome review of Switched at Birth in this week’s New Yorker! It’s incredible insightful and positive. Read it, you intelligent, well-read person you!

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I just can’t help it.

September 22nd, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

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LA has the most beautiful sunsets. Every. Night.

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Today, on Learning things: Learning them

September 21st, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m realizing that it’s my impulse to slow stories down, as to not blow my writer wad, and focus on small, personal moments. I’m learning that when it comes to television, that’s DEFINITELY the wrong idea. The Switched writers are super deft at packing each episode with tons of story, and it somehow always seems fresh and not contrived. I’d like to tell you how this picture of crayons being shot relates to this new thing I’m learning, but I just haven’t learned that yet.

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All of the Lights

September 20th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

Okay, LA. I like you, but sometimes it’s just that New York better understands things, like lights. In NYC, you’ll be in a cab cruising down an avenue, because the lights are smart or it might just be that they’re timed to actually allow traffic to, you know, move – turning green and red simultaneously, in some sort of organized fashion. But your lights are dumb. Your lights are impetuous and mean. Once one light finally turns green, the next one is turning red. WHY?! WHY IS THIS?! Your lights need to STOP working on their screenplays and START getting real.

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I WROTE A SCARRYYY PLAYYYY

September 20th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

THISSSS IS THE POSTERRRRRRRR

for the festival it’s in.

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if I had ten million dollars

September 19th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’d pay Ira Glass to read the news for me each day, and turn said news into digestible, relatable human stories, then make him live inside of my ear and relay these stories to me gently with tiny intermissions of jazz. For now, I just settle for the app.

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Put me IN there!

September 18th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Intrapersonal Conflict

September 17th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

Self: STOP LISTENING TO BRYAN ADAMS ALL THE TIME!

Other Self: I CAN’T.

Self: WHY NOT?!

Other Self: IT’S JUST SO ROMANTIC. And if you love a woman, you tell her she’s the one.

Self: …We break up.

Other Self: Impossible.

Self: Just STOP doing it.

Other Self: Can’t.

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September 17th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

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A whole new fearrrrrrr

September 16th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

While I’m pretty proud to announce that I’m really working through my flying anxiety, and it’s gotten much more manageable, I’m MORE proud to announce that I’ve replaced this fear with a brand new, slightly more rational one: EARTHQUAKES! I’m currently living in a big house on a steep hill that is just dying to be sucked into the gaping mouth of the ground mid-quake. And apparently, LA is due for a big one sometime in the next 50 years. Like any healthy adult, I will be turning this worry into nightmares, or a play, and possibly buying a transistor radio. And batteries?

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