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

some news is news

July 31st, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m not sure if you’ve been following the progression of this piece of plane found off an island near Madagascar, but being that I must understand all and every plane crash, I of course have. I’ve been checking in each morning with a sick longing for certainty that this part indeed belonged to the lost Malaysian plane, while trying not to imagine a piece of one of the four planes I’m about to board over the next few weeks bobbing off the coast of Africa, forgotten and barnacled.  Here’s what has been the progression of the news:

– Hey we found a piece of a plane! Maybe it’s from that lost plane!

– Okay so we looked at it, and we have determined that yes, it is a piece of a plane, and also, there is a missing plane.

– Okay so we looked at it even more, and now we can say with certainty that it is maybe part of that plane.

– Okay guys, it is definitely maybe part of that plane.

– HEY GUESS WHAT HUGE NEWS! We are 100 percent certain that it is definitely possible that it’s part of that plane!


It is maddening. More than anything, I want peace and answers for the families, who have now been waiting some 500 days for news. I hope they get this.

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how to buy your parents’ love

July 30th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

My daughter flew home from California to visit and all she brought me are these Sees candies she clearly just bought last minute at the airportIdon’tcarejustGIVETHEMTOMENOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW


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pre-check: a haiku

July 29th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

Walk with arrogance

You are not a terrorist

You saved ten minutes

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this is 33

July 28th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

Me: I don’t what the deal is, but the last few times I’ve had my teeth cleaned, it’s hurt really bad. Just a heads up in case I leap out of the chair and actually punch you in the face while you’re trying to clean them.

Very nice Hygenist: Looks like your gums in your bottom teeth are receding, is that where it —


Hygenist: Yep. Receding gums.

Me: How can I, ah. Grow them back?

Hygenist: You can’t. The damage is irreparable. You’re old. Your mouth is full of old candies and skeletons and dust.

Me: Geez.

Hygenist: Open for me.

Me: Okay but so how can I prevent the gums from receding more?

Hygenist: You need to floss.

Me:…Oh, so I should floss?

Hygenist: Yes.

Me: Like dentists have been telling me to do since I was six but I haven’t so much been doing?

Hygenist: ….Yes.



Hygenist: Congrats!

Me: Okay, now I will finally really start to floss, now that I understand that if I don’t, my teeth will slide out of my head.

Hygenist: Great! Open.

Me: Do I get a sticker?

Hygenist: No but you do get a bill.

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July 27th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m heading home to North Carolina for a few days, and the forecast says BASICALLY NOTHING BUT THUNDERSTORMS, the thick and fast and Summerkind that cancel swim meets.  I just cannot wait. While I grew up not stoked on storms, feared them in fact,   I now live in LA where it is basically Pleasantville 95% of the time to the point where you just sort of hum around in your car in pursuit of kale — and so  I LONG FOR STORMS. I want them to shake the house and flood the yard and trap me inside. I can’t wait to smell them coming, watch the parking lot darken as clouds gather and erupt as I hide inside the TJMaxx, exit seven minutes later into lavender, bikram life.

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all dogs

July 26th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

When you grow up with a certain kind of dog (for me: Tanner — yellow lab) — everyone dog you meet that is like that dog, for the rest of your life,  becomes your dog. It is the spirit of your very dog brought back to life to again be your dog, for you. Fortunately the surrogate dogs don’t so much mind you placing this metaphysical theatricality onto them, as they only want to be paid attention to, regardless of whether or not you understand who they actually are.

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What is this sickness?

July 25th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ve been trying not to worry or obsess or worbsess over the Layfayette tragedy, but is it even possible anymore to ignore these shootings? To not let them rest on us and encase our thoughts and push themselves in front of priorities?  It is not lost on me that a week ago, I also was a 33rd year old girl at Trainwreck with her buds. There’s an immediacy to these events now. There are the terror attacks, sure, but there are trusted agents thwarting (most of) those, and there is a logic, to those acts. Senseless but logical.  But then there are seemingly average Americans with legally purchased weapons snapping suddenly and deciding to shoot whoever and wherever they are. There is a lack of logic to these shootings that’s maddening, crimes that can’t quite be justified or traced and so they can’t be processed or digested or prevented. All I know is, there is a SICKNESS. It is vague and growing and feeding itself and finding the lonely and the frustrated and convincing them that not only should they die, they should bring as many people with them as possible to prove some vague and growing and constantly shifting point. WHAT IS. THIS. SICKNESS? Jillian and Mayci’s internet lives are now household property. If nothing else, can we agree to NOT publish the names of these shooters? To not give them the sick satisfaction of posthumous fame? Could we instead say,  ‘he he will never be named committed this act, and shall be tossed into an unmarked grave’? Could we agree to forget them and bury them, ingloriously? Would this somehow maybe deter others? Is the fame part of it? Is it a strange longing for a wikipedia page?  WHAT. IS. IT.

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July 24th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter


The little tomato web series that could, that I wasn’t sure if I had time to write for the marvelous Paten Hughes, actor slash tomato farmer, who I COULD NOT say no to, which I carved out pockets of time for, which I wrote for all my actor friends struggling with What Now, which I wrote in honor of every tomato I have ever met, may end up being like the best thing I’ve had the pleasure of working on end of sentence. I popped up to Sonoma this AM for day 3 of set, helped Paten deliver some tomato friends like a real tomato person, then to set, were I was delighted to find a  bunch  of stoked professionals hard at work on something I helped make IN IDYLLIC WINE COUNTRY. Something magic and special and grounded, all gardening puns intended, is 100% being made here,  and NO IT IS NOT THE FREE FRUIT SNACKS TALKING BUT MAYBE A LITTLE BIT IT IS. 

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July 22nd, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

Worry or wonder or worrywonder that suddenly, something will mix up  in your brain, and you will suddenly think that red light means stop and vice versa and you will go plowing through a red one and into oncoming traffic? Or that collectively, all of us as drivers, we will simultaneously loose our minds / senses of decorum and self preservation and all run our cars into each other? Or that Apple is secretly or not so secretly the great evil force or ISIS and will text us all Amber Alerts simultaneously that make us all at once check our phones while driving which will send us all careening off of bridges and into each other while also off the bridge? Or marvel at what a miracle it is at all that we ARE HUMANS AND FALLIBLE AND WE DRIVE CARS AND THAT WE ABIDE BY TRAFFIC LAWS AND USUALLY DO NOT DRIVE OUR CARS INTO EACH OTHER? OR WONDER ABOUT ROBOT CARS AND WHAT THE CRAP THAT WILL BE?! AND THEN REALIZE THAT ACTUALLY  THERE ARE ALREADY ROBOT CARS AND I IN FACT BLINDLY FOLLOWING MY GPS AM PART CYBORG?

Just me? Oh. Okay.

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