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


September 16th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

With sunshine, fleurs, and farmer’s market fresh kale, stinky cheese and eggs,  the only thing this lunch is missing is a boob job.

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September 15th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter







And vice versa.

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Feelings; Schwag

September 14th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

Tonight was a hollywood premiere party of sorts for some new Switched at Birth episodes. To commemorate,  here’s me in my first official piece of SAB schwag (tshirt bearing Bay’s street art staple) while also showing you an integral part of some sign language I know, What’s Up, or Whassup, if you will, even.

About half the partygoers where communicating via ASL, which was a pretty incredible sight. I don’t know about you, but I didn’t grow up around it, like at all. I remember it was a class you  could take at the Career Center, where I took some AP’s, risking fender benders and the obligatory Burger King both there, and back. I had my first ever conversation with a deaf person and their translator. I felt strangely ashamed, that I didn’t grow up with anyone deaf, that I’m 30 years old and was experiencing this for the first time. I also felt an odd joy, to be experiencing something new, and gaining new insight into a culture I knew nothing about. Said first conversation was with the incredible Marlee Matlin, who won an Oscar for Children of a Lesser God. If you’re curious, she’s beautiful, I was starstruck, and it was only four cupcakes that I ate.

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If I had a nickel.

September 13th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter


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This Gal

September 12th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

Aimee Copeland (flesh eating bacteria survivor who lost a a leg, a foot and both of her hands after a ziplining accident) WALKING onstage at the Katie Couric show. In what appears to be a deeply incredible skirt, to boot. She’s maintained an incredibly sunny attitude throughout her whole ordeal. It’s inspiring. Is it wrong to feel like she’s my spirit animal?  May I never feel like I’m having a bad day ever, ever again.

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September 12th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

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September 11th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

I awoke yesterday morning to discover that my new home has a MAID. I have never. Ever. Ever. In my life. Had such a thing. It was my job for 3 years to schedule maid services in corporate apartments, and when some Ho accused one of them of pocketing a necklace I always took their side, and secretly padded their schedule with an extra hour so they’d have time for lunch. Lucinda sweetly introduced herself and explained she comes bi-monthly than immediately began scrubbing my shower. I drove to work feeling a bit weird about it, and continued to feel odd, I can clean my own bathroom, I’m a grown up, until I got home and discovered that LUCINDA HAD CLEANED THE HAIR OUT OF MY BRUSH. At first I was horrified. Soon thereafter, delighted.

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You’re the One that I Want

September 10th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

You better shape up

Cause I need a car

Who can keep me satisfieddddd

(It would also be nice if you revealed yourself, used, with a low-ish amount of miles, in the greater Los Angeles area.)

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September 9th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

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OhhhhhhhhhhhhhK. Lahoma

September 8th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

I awoke this morning to find out there’s a random little production of Widow in Tulsa, Oklahoma, which makes me REALLY happy, as I was a featured singer in this brash and daring musical my sophomore year of high school. I’m pretty sure this meant there was one line I had to sing alone. Also a fun feeling to have productions of my plays start to pop up round the country. While I would really like to stay / tell you more, I really must away because Every night my honey lamb and I sit alone and talk and watch a hawk making lazy circles in the


I’m pretty sure that was my part.

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