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

Winosaurus Bex.

July 21st, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

It’s really seriously actually finally time for me to start getting really serious about trimming up for my big (our) (my) big day, which is THREE MONTHS FROM TOMORROW. I’m considering a whole 30 diet or paleo diet, and to begin my research I just googled WAS THERE WINE IN THE DINOSAUR TIME and obviously, there was.

BRING ON THE DINOSAUR DIET WHICH I DON’T THINK IS EVEN ACTUALLY A THING. DO I JUST EAT BIRDS AND MY FELLOW HUMANS?

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Captain Fantastic!

July 20th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Parents and children and siblings and okay well just HUMANS should all see this beautiful movie,  about a Dad who chooses to raise his kids off the grid in the Pacific Northwest, and the hilarious and profound challenges that come with his decision. Its story is epic in scope but its moments are tiny and relatable, and the costumes are the world’s best curated thrift store come to life. GOOD MOVIES ARE REAL!!!!!!

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all synced up

July 19th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

When you and your partner enter a Photo Booth and, with no previous discussion or plan, do the EXACT SAME THING AS EACH OTHER IN EACH FRAME, it is probably time to make a public and lifelong commitment, as your minds having officially melded into one.

1. HAPPY TERROR SURPRISE

2. JOY SCREAM INTO EACH OTHER’S FACES

3. DRUNK THOUGHTFUL PUPPETS

4. SMUSH KISS

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Politics as Puppetry

July 18th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

It’s official: with Trump’s selection of Pence, our politics are officially an SNL sketch about a president hopeful who picks a likable, milky, man sized  puppet doll (WITH SCARY HIDDEN FANGS) as his running mate, sits him on his knee, moves his voice through him, just to get the evangelical vote, regardless of his actual intentions. You don’t even have to watch the whole thing to cringe / be terrified / google How to Live in Countries that are not Here. Just watch these Outtakes.

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Substitutions

July 17th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Ladies, eat what you want. Bread. Cakes. Houses. Entire Chickens. Chairs. As long as they are each the size of a fat tic tac, tiny you shall be, so small that you will take residence in a house the size of a book, where you will be the heroine, where you will charm the mice, defeat the dragonflies, sleep on pop tarts, your pillow a tiny loaf of bread.

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WERK.

July 16th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

For reasons I do not fully understand, but am QUITE stoked about, Mamrie and I have been sent by a film company to Solvang for the weekend,  to develop a feature idea we got cookin. Solvang is a little town by Santa Barbara comprised mainly of Dutch Architecture / tiny horses / lavender farms/ assorted tastings. So far the movie idea is TINY HORSE WINE. But really, we’ve got something good up our sleeves, but also really, BLOOD ORANGE BALSAMIC VINEGAR / BLISS.

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July 15th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Forgetfulness

July 14th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

FINALLY, A POEM FOR THOSE OF US (ME) WHO FORGET 90% OF WHAT WE READ.

Forgetfulness, by Billy Collins.

The name of the author is the first to go

followed obediently by the title, the plot,

the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel

which suddenly becomes one you have never read, never even heard of,

as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor

decided to retire to the Southern hemisphere of the brain,

to a little fishing village where there are no phones.

Long ago you kissed the names of the nine muses goodbye

and watched the quadratic equation pack its bag,

and even now as you memorize the order of the planets,

something else is slipping away, a state flower perhaps,

the address of an uncle, the capital of Paraguay.

Whatever it is you are struggling to remember,

it is not poised on the tip of your tongue

or even lurking in some obscure corner of your spleen.

It has floated away down a dark mythological river

whose name begins with an L as far as you call recall

well on your own way to oblivion where you will join those

who have even forgotten how to swim

and how to ride a bicycle.

No wonder you rise in the middle of the night

to look up the date of a famous battle in a book on war.

No wonder the moon in the window seems to have drifted

out of a love poem that you used to know by heart.

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FUN GAME OR END OF WORLD?

July 13th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Everyone and their actual moms and dads and kids are currently obsessed with this app, Pokemon Go, which in a single week has become THE MOST POPULAR APP IN US HISTORY. Basically you take your phone, look through it, and search for and collect pokemons. Seems simple, but this game has led to robberies / meet cutes / dead body discoveries / religious experiences as people find themselves entering church for the first time in their lives — TO SEARCH FOR POKEMONS.  People are hunting for Pokemon in the HOLOCAUST MUSEUM. People are coming together, taking to the streets, trespassing, falling in love. In a way it’s kind of cool, because it’s getting people to look at the actual world in a new way, and actually interact with and experience it — but on the other hand, PEOPLE ARE HUNTING FOR POKEMON. IN THE HOLOCAUST. MUSEUM. K COOL SEE YOU IN THE FUTURE WHEN WE CARRY OUR SOULS IN METAL CONTAINERS OUTSIDE OF OUR BODIES.

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everything is real

July 12th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

One of my favorite things about the internet: if you dream it, it is there, no matter how absurd. Example: the other day at work, I doodled a wedding dress covered in donuts, like you do. IS DONUT WEDDING DRESS REAL, YOU ASK?

WHY WOULD IT NOT BE? Technically, donut HOLE dress. But still. IF YOU DREAM IT, THERE IS A WOMAN SOMEWHERE MOST LIKELY IN EASTERN EUROPE OR THE SOUTHERN UNITED STATES CRAZY ENOUGH TO DO IT.

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