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

never not done

August 21st, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Just when you think that all of your affairs are in order, all boxes checked, all relationships tended to and laundry done and  writings written and messages sent, YOU HAPPEN UPON THE SECRET ‘MESSAGE REQUESTS’ SECTION OF YOUR FACEBOOK PAGE AND IT IS FILLED WITH MESSAGES DATING BACK LIKE 2 YEARS FROM VERY NICE ACTORS AND AUDIENCE MEMBERS  THAT YOU NEVER RESPONDED TO AND SUDDENLY, ALL SANITY AND ALSO BETS ARE OFF, UNTIL OF COURSE YOU GIVE EACH OF THEM AN UNNECESSARILY THOROUGH REPLY, RIPE WITH RETROACTIVE APOLOGY.

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12.5 

August 20th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Found this poster in a high school classroom but it’s like more like advice for all of writers and also all of life. 13: take a picture of poster / post it / CALL IT WRITING. 

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if flowers stopped time

August 19th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

The happiest of birthdays to my sweet sister Carrie, who now has a BABY, which is tangible evidence of years passing and thing changing, so much so that time is a now dull ache in my heart instead of a thrill that jolts through it. MISS AND LOVE, SISTER.

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IT’S REAL IT’S REAL IT’S REAL

August 18th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

THAT TIME YOU GET HOME FROM THE GYM TO FIND THAT YOUR WEDDING DRESS HAS ARRIVED AND IS JUST SITTING THERE IN A BIG BOX AND WELL, THERE IT IS, IT’S REAL

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midnight stress salad

August 17th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

Last night, I could not sleep. This has been happening more and more as the wedding draws closer and as life becomes larger, just in general. I laid there from 11 to 1 am, and then again from 5 to 6 AM, brain racing with worry. I would just like to  leave a list here of the myriad of things that were rocketing through my brain, so that future self can really consider meditation or at least getting part of brain removed:

– cheese

– what if none of the actors show up for the reading Saturday and it’s all my fault?

– SHOES?

– LITTLE SIGNS TELLING PEOPLE WHERE TO GO?

– a detailed imagining of what my body would look like after  bear attack

– WHAT WILL THE WEATHER BE IN TWO MONTHS? SOMEONE JUST TELL ME

– After having a baby do you ever sleep again or is it just a constant state of tired that sucks love and joy out of all things?

– I just really want some cheese

– am I losing my close friends in small and imperceptible ways until one day I look and they are no longer there?

– Will it ever be the same?

– I just — BRIE. JUST SOME BRIE.

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BE STILL MY OVARIES

August 16th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

MORRISON WITH BABY MORRISON

I THINK MY EYES JUST GOT PREGNANT

THAT’S RIGHT, YOU HEARD ME

I AM GOING TO PUSH BABIES OUT OF MY EYES 

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fun things to do with $1290

August 15th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

– Pay your rent

– Fly to europe and back

– turn it into pennies and fill a kiddie pool and duck tales your way through it every morning before work

– PURCHASE THESE WORST SHOES EVER FOUND ON THE INTERNET, THE ‘GUCCI ZEBRA PUMP’

– Find the person who invented a shoe with hair coming out the back of it / have them shipped off to space

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I’ll just leave this here.

August 14th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

New Friend totally Goated me on until I took a picture with her / GOAT JOKES FOR DAYZ

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Plausible Scenarios

August 13th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

THIS JUST IN, I OFFICIALLY HAVE A WEDDING DRESS! It arrived in NYC from Hungary, and is now en route to LA, which means it’s now time for my worryholder, read: my brain,  to start concocting absurd scenarios re: what might happen to it. A few favorites:

– it will get lost (basic.)

– a dress thief which is a thing will steal it.

– (obviously) the plane carrying the dress will crash into a house. Or just a car. Maybe a car next to a house.

– Someone who hates me has been lying in wait for years trying to figure out a way to get back at me for something I did to hurt them that I don’t even remember. They select this as that moment. They intercept my dress, cover it with dirt, and start the dress its own instagram, in which they take the dress all over the world, sullying it, never quite showing me where it is.

– IT NEVER ARRIVES / I HAVE DREAMT THE WHOLE THING

– MY WHOLE LIFE HAS BEEN A DREAM

– I WAKE UP IN THE MATRIX

– I PULL THE CORDS FROM MY HEAD, ASK TO SEE MY WEDDING DRESS

– I AM TOLD THERE IS NO LONGER NO SUCH THING AS DRESSES

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MY NIGHTMARE

August 12th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

The Ojai Playwrights Conference, or WINE for short, kicked off its week of readings with a cabaret called ACROSS THE DIVIDE, in which the writers performed excerpts from their work that specifically addressed, well, a divide being reached across. Let me just revisit part of that sentence, writers performed excerpts from their work, which is an ACTUAL RECURRING NIGHTMARE OF MINE:  that I get to the theater to watch a run of my play but then turns out, all of the actors in the world have disappeared, and so it’s ALL ON ME. They graciously let me go first, and while I was shaking internally and externally, and while my voice felt like a stepped on squeak toy, one that has been forgotten for years under the deck, I DID IT, with cool hand gestures and everything.

PERFORMANCE OF OWN WORK ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED /  Snaps snaps poetry snaps

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