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


December 21st, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter





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The sweetest. 

December 20th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

When manfiancefriend travels, he creates nests of his clothes so that Cracker won’t miss him as much.   

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conversations with uber driver

December 19th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes you end up with an uber driver who sheds profound and divine light upon your life, as if this uber driver has been put on this earth and in that Prius to Clarence you through your ennui. And then sometimes, it’s a comfortable silence. Sometimes, it’s a symphony. But then sometimes it’s just. Well. None of that. My driver yesterday:

(after like 10 minutes of silence)

Driver: You have a small face!

Me: …Thank you!

(after like 10 more minutes of silence)

Me: My tongue hurts.

Me: Oh, I’m sorry!

(Ten more minutes of silence. End of ride.)

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December 18th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

I got to see Star Wars on OPENING DAY with my co-workers in the beautiful historic Chinese theater on  IN 3D. There were people there who’d been standing in line for days, people in full costume, people who’d been standing in line for days in full costume, while I was trying to piece together who had the force and who didn’t. It was  beautiful, brilliant revamp of the classic that, if I’m being fully honest, I’ve only ever seen one time in someone’s basement. It’s such a MOVIE. Like a classic movie, with struggle, with human connection, with epic adventure, with grounded friendships between robots.  There is nothing like it, nor will there ever be. I AM NOT WORTHY.

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This is how you do it

December 17th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

A gal I know from UNC Theater, Karen, is going through chemo, with STYLE.

With each of her rounds of treatment, she posts some incredible picture with irony or optimism or a lot of both, like she and friend Becky Ann Baker casually sipping saline martinis, like it’s Saturday night at Joe Allen’s.

Or a she and a bunch of gals in completely unnecessary yet deeply important wigs.

And most recently, seasonal cheer.

Looking at these pictures sends  shocks of perspective and perseverance straight to my heart. In a world where typing this sentence is probably giving me cancer or maybe it was my string cheese or you know, just the Air, this lady is is reminding us that if cancer happens, it can be faced with bravery, with openness, with fun hats. GO KAREN GO!!!

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games for girls

December 16th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

As I have noted here previously, it might be the case that I belong to a book club that is specifically for young adult fiction from the 60s/70s/80s and I don’t know, maybe here we are at our meeting last night:

There are a lot of things I like about this club and it’s not just the girls or the cheese. Each meeting, we seem to end up making up a dance or telling stories about our childhoods, or, last night, after a fervent discussion about the latent feminism in Nightbirds on Nantucket, we took one of the sailor songs from the book and set it to music with Erica’s mandolin. When we do these activities, we always end up giggling with a strange euphoria. They are the kinds of things that girls used to do to amuse themselves or each other before we had, you know, apps or electricity. It’s nice to return to this sort of candle-lit creativity and then of course  IMMEDIATELY PUT IT ON INSTAGRAM.

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December 15th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

My phone rings with an unknown NYC number. It’s probably Broadway calling to see / beg if they can do one of my plays on their Broadway, so I answer.

Sweet Girl: Hi, Bekah?

Me: Yes? Hi!

Sweet Girl: My name is very sweet and professional and excited undergraduate theater student. I’m calling from the New School’s annual fund.


Sweet Girl: …Hmm?

Me: I can’t — I’m kind of driving to work right now, it’s very dangerous.

Sweet Girl: I only need a moment of your time. I just wanted to tell you about some of the exciting things going on at the New School right now.

Me: That’s awesome, but I’m still paying off the 120K that I owe the New School, so not so much feeling a donation at this point in time.

Sweet Girl: I totally get that. I just wanted to share with you that I’m just finishing my first semester at the New School, and I wouldn’t even be here as a theater artist without the gifts of people like you. Without my scholarship, this wouldn’t be an option for me. And I’ve just spent the last semester creating important work with my classmates that I feel really speaks to things happening in our country right now that we’re having trouble having conversations about.



Sweet Girl: I can send you a link.


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December 14th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

Last night we threw our tiny gingerbread house / engagement party because naturally, any real engagement party should involve frosting and miniatures. As we suspected might occur, our friends THREW DOWN AT THE CRAFT TABLE LIKE CHILD CAKE BOSSES.

I saw focus, I saw ingenuity,  determination,  risks taken, I saw my friend’s son decorate  a celery stick and also eat it.

Some favorite not at all staged scenes:

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December 13th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

Did a Writegirl poetry workshop today, which focused on how poems are Felt moreso than they are Thought. We were all gifted with this color / feeling wheel, which I will now forever use to determine my own feelings and those of others.

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wee trees!

December 12th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

I have always loved to the point of sickness these Little Debbie Christmas trees cakes. They are festive and delicious and made of feelings and vanilla and cavities.  I’m pretty sure if I happened across one in July, like in the bottom of a trash can, I would still eat it.

Spoiler: the above pictured are little Debbie tree cakes that this amazing guy MADE FROM SCRATCH. When I found some wee Christmas tree cake tins in an antique store, I knew that I too must make my own and I HAVE NEVER BEEN MORE PROUD.

Fluffy little spice cake guys with brown sugar butter glaze, topped with little cartoon Christmas holly pieces and sparkle sprinkle snow. Martha, you’re DONE, go home, you’re boring. I don’t think I’ve felt this special or accomplished since I finished grad school, and even that was not that big of a deal because I COULD NOT PUT IT IN MY FACE.

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