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

Killed it.

October 31st, 2013 by Bekah Brunstetter

Remember Steve, my fantastic bearded and innovative boyfriend of yesteryear? He was the best. He has a fiance now, and I’m 100 years ago, so I’m 97% sure he no long reads my blog (which, PS, he made for me.) We did not work out romantically, but we always KILLED at halloween, always finding some last minute mildly creepy and inappropriate combo to go as. Why, here we are as a Little Girl on her way to Sunday School, and a Pedophile:

Please note the lollipop carefully stuck to Steve’s shirt. Another year, we were a Soccer Mom and a Little Boy Soccer Player. Yet another, I was a Cat Lady, and he was the erotic cat-man from my fantasy life. Not that I need any help being remembery about ex’s, but every Halloween, I think about Steve and how we always killed. Steve, you are certainly not reading this, but Hi, and High Five to our past selves. Tonight I’ll be going solo, as Girl on Set at TV Job which she landed after years of ignoring You and writing Plays which you were always very Understanding about  that would someday get me a TV Job which is Ironic because you wanted me to Move to LA, but I Didn’t. (I got it at Party City. It was the very last one.)

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FOUND HIM

October 30th, 2013 by Bekah Brunstetter

I met the love of my life at the Haunted Hayride. He enjoys showers and knives, and brushing his teeth,  just like me. Here we are:

We are so happy together.

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J’approve

October 29th, 2013 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on costumes I greatly respect which I would potentially be wearing come Thursday were I not working:

Edgar Allen HO!

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DEAR PEOPLE

October 28th, 2013 by Bekah Brunstetter

DON’T EVER DO BLACKFACE

NOT EVEN ON HALLOWEEN

NOT EVEN IF YOU’RE FAMOUS AND IT’S KIND OF BRONZE FACE SO YOU THINK IT’S FINE

JUST DON’T DO IT

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These speak for themselves.

October 27th, 2013 by Bekah Brunstetter

Went to a mad men party last night, and I just:

As I get older,  parties become more and more grown up, as the throwers of said parties start to like, have jobs and adorable children, and so the cuisine is  less Here’s a Bag of Chips, good luck to you, and more like HERE ARE THESE AWESOME THEMATIC CUPCAKES THAT I HAD MADE, ENJOY, ADULT. You earned it with a lifetime of eating el paso salsa that someone probably ashed in.

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National This Day

October 26th, 2013 by Bekah Brunstetter

I hereby dedicate this entire day to this Good Daddy Test that I made for my Dad when I was wee, which nicely highlights my childhood obsessions with treats, ice cream, food, being taken out for food, and also food. Dad, are you going to take this test or WHAT? Also, WHERE IS THE FOOD?

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Sleepwork

October 26th, 2013 by Bekah Brunstetter

Do you ever wake up Working? Like your workbrain never turned off? I keep waking up in the morning in the middle of breaking stories for Switched at Birth. It feels like all night, instead of dreaming, I’ve been trying to figure out  how Bay and her Dad can have a meaningful cross in the driveway and what that cross might be, literally and subtextually. But I wake up with NO ACTUAL ANSWERS OR SOLUTIONS, just the sad knowledge that instead of dreaming of living inside of volcanoes or on other planets or awkwardly liasoning with friends for middle school on in houses that float near rainbows that are also boats, I’ve been working. I’m either incredibly devoted to my job or my imagination has officially crapped out, or perhaps a delightful combination of both?

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If this Prince Baby could Talk

October 25th, 2013 by Bekah Brunstetter

Hey guys. Look at my hot parents. We’re all rich as sh*t. My dress is eight hundred years old.

Wait.

I’m wearing a dress?

WHY AM I WEARING A DRESS.

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Remember Perfect?

October 24th, 2013 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, I’m remembering and fantasizing about a typical day’s to- do list at my Summer at the O’Neill:

- wake up at some point

- go for run

- stare at deer

- make iced coffee

- write some stuff

- read some stuff

-eat some stuff

- swim in ocean

- memorize lyrics to Shania Twain song

- sing said Shania Twain song with fellow playwright

- dance with abandon

Today’s list:

- go to work a lot

- use brain

- avoid gummy bears

- research and procure machine that sends one back in time, STOPS time, and forces one to be Present.

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Good game, Good game

October 23rd, 2013 by Bekah Brunstetter

Mamrie’s brother is visiting from Australia and smuggled with him, lovingly in bubble wrap, 20 different kinds of local brews. She deep fried some vegetables into chip form and had some buds over the drink them. And so I sat with a bunch of new friends and youtube celebrities and played an elaborate taste testing game in which we tried to guess which beer we were drinking, and then the winner who was certainly not me got a customized trophy, and then we all woke up feeling like we’d consumed 20 australian beers the night previous, but then also lived happily ever after.

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