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

this is who I am now (?)

March 31st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

There comes a time in every person’s life when they realize they’ve become the person they swore they would never be. TODAY I FIND MYSELF IN THAT MOMENT, having just spent a slightly absurd amount of money on an intentionally sort of dirty looking, distressed sweatshirt that some girl in Los Feliz probably spent ten hours artfully covering in specks of paint, so that I might look like I am actually not myself, but Her.

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CAKE FOR EVERYONE, EVER

March 30th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Something insane and wonderful is happening. The Cake is being produced everywhere all of the time, or least, getting more productions of a single play than I have ever had in my career. (Also, I counted, and I’ve been working as a playwright for 12 years, so I feel like I can now make sweeping declarations and end them with, ‘in my career.’) I feel like this wonderful thing might never happen again, and so I feel like celebrating / documenting, sharing when and where the play is happening, and also sharing ALL OF THESE BEAUTIFUL PICTURES OF CAKES / HAVE FUN LICKING YOUR SCREEN.

April 8-May 20 2018 in Chicago, Rivendell Theater

June 6-24 2018 at Tantrum Theater in Dublin, Ohio

June 1-July 1 2018 at The Alley Theater in Houston, TX, with Faith Prince reprising the roll of Della! There’s no poster yet, so here’s our happy mugs:

June 21-July 15 2018  in the Berkshires, at Barrington Stage

July 6-29th 2018 at the Contemporary American Theater Festival in West Virginia

September 10-October 21st 2018 atthe Geffen in LA! Re-mount of the best OG production there ever was, staring these fine folk:

2019 DON’T BE HUNGRY GRL, YOU GET CAKE TOO.

April 5-28th 2019 at Asolo Rep in Sarasota, Florida

Feb 6-March 10th 2019 at Salt Lake Acting Company in Salt Lake City, Utah

AND THEN SOME OTHER EXCITING PLACES THAT I’M NOT EVEN ALLOWED TO SHARE YET.  This is the first play I’ve written that I’ve truly felt that people need to see.  I think I somehow managed to write something healing, which we so badly need right now. It’s not a perfect play, it will need to change as I change, as the world changes, but — I put something good out there, which is all I can try to do. And the fact that so many people are going to see it my attempt at Good makes me so happy that my insides are carrot cake, my skin is cream cheese frosting, my heart is a walnut tucked deep inside.

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How to have Big Hair

March 29th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

1.) wash your hair

2.) be annoyed by your hair and genuinely wonder if you should just saw it all off with a kitchen knife but wait isn’t long hair a cultural signifier of femininity and WHY IS THAT and WHO EVEN CARES I’M PLENTY FEMININE I MEAN I HAVE APRONS WITH MY NAME ON THEM, is that femininity? Or just a dusty idea of it? What is it?

3.) Put your wet hair up, decide to answer what femininity is later, and inside of yourself

4.) forget you have hair

5.) hours later, remember you have hair, take hair down

6.) CONGRATS, You have big hair

Steam rollers are also an option / require way less self-reflection

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WHO THIS IS?

March 28th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Morrison got new head shots and I’ve now basically chosen to spend most of my time just looking at this one in particular, wondering HOW IT IS THAT I MANAGED TO MARRY THIS FINE PERSON, who can vacillate effortlessly between spy intensity and childlike silliness, a villain whose Bullets are giggles and genuine compliments, WHOSE ARMS COULD MOVE MOUNTAINS BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY ME, FROM ONE PLACE TO ANOTHER.

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All I wanna do, is plate some food

March 27th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sometimes (all of the time) (particularly when I’m on hiatus) there is nothing more satisfying than spending way too much time preparing and plating dinner, like even pulling out the fun plates and placemats and napkins from the wedding registry that you thought you’d never use, and then laying it all out and presenting it to your husband like a five year old who cleaned their room but really just put their pillow on their bed. I PRESENT TO YOU, almond crusted rainbow trout with sides of swiss chard and my deep need to be complimented!

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People, and how they do different Things

March 26th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday’s flight back from NC a.) had no internet or screens to speak of and b.) was TURBULENT AF and so I was forced to confront my (completely unfounded and odd) sometimes fear of TALKING TO THE PERSON NEXT TO ME. (What if you get trapped in the conversation? How does the conversation end? Neither of you can walk away. What if someone says something awkward and unfortunate and then you just had to sit their breathing each other’s air, passing each other’s trash to the flight attendant, stepping over each other and lightly grazing each other’s laptops with each others butts for the next 100 hours? WHAT IF YOU ARE BORING, OR THEY OR BORING, OR PROBABLY YOU ARE BOTH BORING?) But talk I did, and I’m glad I did.

Nice older man next to me: So, what do you do?

Me: I’m a writer.

Man: That’s cool, what kind?

Me: TV!

Man: THAT IS SO COOL!

Me: What about you?

Man: I’m an engineer, I fix programs and computer systems for Air Force planes.

Me: THAT IS SO EVEN COOLER!

Man: I think what YOU do is cool!

Me: NO, YOU!

Man: Whatever, YOU!

Me: WANNA BE INTERGENERATIONAL AND INTERDISCIPLINARY FRIENDS?

Man: I can’t right now, I’m stuck on a violently shaking plane

Me: WANNA SPEND THE NEXT FOUR HOURS PRETENDING LIKE THAT’S NOT HAPPENING?

Man: YES

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RARE OCCURENCE IN NATURE

March 25th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

College friends and soul sisters Blaine and Carrie and I barely get to see each other, especially now that I live on the other side of the country and they each had small humans exit their bodies recently. So being together in the same place requires great forethought and planning,  and whenever we manage to make it happen, we take so many pictures it’s like we’re members of a sacred endangered species, like we might soon disappear from the earth, which really, WE MIGHT, AND OTHER DARK THINGS YOU DISCUSS WITH YOUR FRIENDS WHEN YOU’RE 35 BECAUSE YOUR MORTALITY HAS NOW SETTLED AROUND YOU LIKE EVERY SPRAY FROM BATH AND BODY WORKS . We also discussed Pants. Lookit these beautiful Rhinos:

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Heaven is a pullout couch

March 24th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

TRAPPED IN A TINY CABIN WITH MY SISTERS AND THE SEX AND THE CITY MOVIE DVD AND BARELY ANY RECEPTION

NEVER SEND HELP EVER

ONLY SEND CHIANTI AND SOCKS

 

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why to workshop a play

March 23rd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

 

Sometimes play workshops feel like a a group of grown ups playing dress up for no reason and rolling around in a big living room cushion pile of their own ideas. But then every now and then they feel truly worthwhile and important,  and this week with Theater Breaking Through Barriers was definitely one of those, a week spent picking apart disability and how it’s viewed by our public officials but mostly, like any good workshop, WE ATE AN ENTIRE BAG OF FUN SIZED EASTER CANDY, because really, what else is the American Theater For?

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62 years young

March 22nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

The happiest of birfdays to my Mama, who just a few weekends ago, in a 48 hour visit, played yard games, SKIPPED ROPE and did an Irish Car Bomb all while remaining classy, virtuous, kind as pack a monks, aspirational and GOSHDARN ADERABLE. Love you ma!

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