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

horn tooting

January 31st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I am here today to take issue with the phrase ‘don’t toot your own horn.’ Okay so, you have a horn. It’s yours. You’re just standing there with it. SO YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO WAIT AROUND UNTIL SOMEONE APPROACHES AND ASKS IF THEY CAN BLOW INTO IT FOR YOU? 1.) how often does that actually happen 2.) germs 3.) logic 4.) I SAY GO AHEAD AND JUST TOOT IT YOURSELF.

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January 30th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Last night we attended the Ovation Awards (an annual ceremony celebrating excellence in LA theater.)  The Cake got a few nominations and one MUCH DESERVED WIN.  But let’s focus on the real high points of the evening,  these life changing discoveries:

1.) THIS HAIR. I will now forever wear my hair like this, or at least whenever possible. Part anime character, part mid-90s Shania Twain, part Myself, it makes me feel like I can do anything, or at least walk up and down stairs without tripping.


3. No but really, this lady won Best Lead Actress, and I’m not sure if anyone has ever deserved an award more. SO. HAPPY.

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I know not my age

January 29th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Like most humans, I like to assume that everyone I see and interact with is vastly older or younger than me, so that my own age remains a fixed, untouchable thing, so that I might eat gummy bears forever. And so last night, while re-watching A Chef’s Life for the 900th time (Vivian Howard’s beautiful docuseries about food and farming in Eastern North Carolina) I hunkered down to learn about cabbage, and met this fine fellow, Sam Jones, who runs Skylight BBQ in Ayden, NC:

He taught Vivian how to make their famed coleslaw (hint, it’s buckets of sugar.) After, the two of them chatted about their parents, their work ethic. In my head I’m thinking, what a wise, humble, hardworking man in his mid to late 40s. And then he says, I always told myself I’d never be a person who let my work run my life, and here I am, 34 years old, and I can’t even turn it off. THIS MAN IS, IN FACT, YOUNGER THAN MYSELF.

As for Queen Vivian, I do think I know how old she is, but I won’t discuss it, as she is flawless /  ageless / glorious / inspiring / WILL LIVE FOREVER, but I will say she is slightly older than me, so I can say I want to be her when I grow up, which inevitably will happen someday.

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my kinda bouquet

January 28th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter




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t’aint always easy

January 27th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Almost 14 years ago, I carefully glued all of my grad school rejection letters into a scrapbook, and amused myself by highlighting the word ‘regret’ in all of them. I think I sensed that someday, I might want to reflect back on them. My two favorites:

Reflection day is upon me. I am currently experiencing a lot of fortune with the Cake, like really more than a playwright could dream of or hope for (though honestly the bar is low, as having a play produced, in itself, is a miracle.) Meanwhile, I  somehow winded up working on a hit show that is managing to heal and to warm those that watch it (though, so did Switched at Birth, just on a smaller scale.) Reflecting on both of these career fortunes it’s easy to forget all of the Regret to inform You’s, but  I want to remember them and celebrate them, and I don’t know, maybe just a hair bit Gloat? So without further ado, I was rejected from: Columbia graduate Playwriting! NYU Graduate Playwriting! Yale Graduate Playwriting! Boston College MFA Playwriting! Post-grad school, I was rejected not once, not twice, but three times from Julliard, with nary even an interview, and I’ve been rejected by New Dramatists (an elite playwriting residency in NYC)  count ’em, 7 times! STILL STANDING, Y’ALL! WHAT DOESN’T ACCEPT US TO THEIR PROGRAM MAKES US WORK HARDER TO SHOW THEM WHAT.

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January 26th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter



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January 25th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday, barely able to move from the couch, I found myself with no choice but to watch Erin Brockovich in its entirety for the first time ever, and today, because of it, I am fully convinced THAT THERE ARE NO EXCUSES, AND I AM 100% CAPABLE OF ANYTHING, LIKE MAYBE I COULD EVEN PUT ON REAL PANTS.

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January 24th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ve been quite under the weather the last few days, with really no option but to rest, and do nothing. I can barely use my brain, let alone move.  Turns out that this is my actual nightmare, as I spend an average day doing 900 things. I don’t feel like I’ve had a good day unless I’ve Done, and Done Lots. But it all feels like some sort of karmic lesson that I hope I can receive.  Isn’t that what you do with karmic lessons? Don’t you ‘receive’ them? Do you put them in a vase with water? It’s some sort of lesson in patience and being present and letting go of all standards and expectations and just Being. Off to find a large enough vase, so that at least one thing can be Done.

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I like his thumbs, particularly the green one

January 23rd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday while I was listlessly staring at my computer, Morrison was PLANTING A WHOLE TREE.

Not just any tree, a Palo Verde tree, which he carefully researched, procured, then planted outside of our breakfast nook. Come Spring, it’s going to look like THIS:


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how to melt my heart like butter in the microwave

January 22nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

In latest Cake news, which is  a thing in my life right now, the play is currently in rehearsal down at the La Jolla Playhouse down in San Diego, and LAST WEEK THEY HOSTED A CAKE BAKE OFF FOR THE EMPLOYEES OF THE THE THEATER.

Someone (also aptly named Bekah) even attempted a pink lemonade cake!

Really the only downside here is that I wasn’t able to be there / judge / twitch with gratitude and sugar high.

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