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

Merry Indeed!

December 25th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter


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Traditionnnnnnn! Tradition!

December 24th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

The Candlelight Carol Sing was once quite the Brunstetter Christmas tradition until that fateful eve when my Mom accidentally lit my Dad on fire. It’d been a while since we’d gone, but last night, we returned, and I’m so glad we did. It’s basically self-explanatory, but I had forgotten the best part: towards the middle,  all of the wee ones get invited to the front to the sit with the pastor and tell the story of Christmas. It’s basically a bunch of kids in turtlenecks shouting JESUS! and FRANKINCENSE! and UNINTELLIGIBLE CHILD THING! into a microphone, but also, it’s the best. I remember being one of the wee ones seated up front: just far enough away from the pastor so that he wouldn’t call on me, but close enough so I could feel apart of it and ensure that my Christmas plaid  would make it to the very corner of the big screen,  so I could pretend to not notice that I was being filmed, but instead, focus on spelling words backwards in my head, which I literally just remembered I used to do, which probably somehow explains my penchant for run-on sentences.

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Nothing comes from Nothing

December 24th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

Perhaps I had a wicked childhood
Perhaps I had a miserable youth
But somewhere in my wicked miserable past
I must have had a moment of truth

For here you are
Standing there
Loving me
Whether or not you should

So somewhere in my youth
Or childhood
I must have done something good

* I proudly recall that in one of my first ever plays, this scene was projected onto the back wall of the theater, over and over, on an obsessive and romantic loop.

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December 23rd, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

In lieu of grandchildren, my parents have been growing this broccoli, instead. They enjoy buying it sweaters it will never wear, spoiling it with hot fudge sundaes, and secretly saving for its college fund. Broccoli:  thanks for buying us a few more years.

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December 23rd, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter


Because this week I am apparently incapable of sharing thoughts, only pictures! But seriously I want to go back in time and invent reinbeer.

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Home is wherever I’m with you (pumpkin bread)

December 22nd, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

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From my face, to yours.

December 21st, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

Baby face, and subsequent adult face that requires facials and cosmetic consultations to restore some sort of normalcy/youth.

Your friend,




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December 20th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

ONLY this picture of Elizabeth’s nephew Mason all tangled up in lights can accurately express how excited I am to FLY HOME FOR CHRISTMAS TODAY! with  lil’ layover in Vegas for white wine and gambling. Look at him. Just look. My fertility hurts.

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December 19th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

Working til 2 AM can turn you into quite the petulant child, especially when, on the drive home, you’re met with a one lane highway and traffic backed up for miles: the road authority people having robbed innocent drivers of the ONLY THING that makes driving home at 2 AM kind of okay. This injustice should provide context for the fact that this morning, when I was attempting to sleep and was rudely awoken by cleaning,  I thought to myself, The housekeeper should really wait until I’m up to vacuum the hallway and stairs. As these words lingered in my brain, I realized how this was, in fact, one of my douchiest thoughts to date.  Also, I never had a housekeeper growing up. How and when did I become so accustomed to one that my moral subconscious was generating rules for her?  I got up and immediately hopped a plane to the Holocaust museum.

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December 18th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

Julien just made this with her hands. What are YOU doing with YOUR life?

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