bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
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Jewel of a Yard

June 29th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I have been sitting on this lame pun for WEEKS. HERE IT GOES: I never ended up going to Julliard, BUT HERE’S OUR NEW JEWEL OF A YARDDDDDD!

Morrison designed it himself. I am completely incapable of visualizing anything before it exists, so it wasn’t until yesterday that I realized how INCREDIBLE THIS NEW PLAY PLACE IS. To the left we’ve got lavender plants and some yellow and purple native things that are going to grow, I’m told, as plants do. To the back, we got a lemon tree and a lime tree. Before Jungle Pics:

Coming soon: table / chairs / grill / hot tub / us sitting under the pergola, crafting puns.

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Leah

June 27th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

This charm belonged to my great-grandma, Leah Lopin, my middle namesake. I met her a handful of times before she died in the 90’s, and I mostly remember necklaces and laughter and white teeth. This charm lives next to my perfume, and yesterday I stopped and looked it and remembered: she was the first kid to be born in America. Her Jewish parents fled Russia in the early 1900’s to escape religious persecution by the Czar, and by persecution I definitely mean  senseless murder. ALL OF THIS TO SAY, they were welcomed, here. They started a life, here. And so I now have a life, here. Let this never be lost on me, and let it inform and shape my view and activism for those trying to enter from Honduras and El Salvador and Guatemala who only want THE EXACT SAME THING.

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PLAYWRIGHTS: BROUGHT TO YOU BY ADIDAS

June 25th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

DON’T JUST RUN, RUN SORT OF SLOWLY WHILE LISTENING TO THE VOICES IN YOUR HEAD, AND MAYBE IF YOU PASS A COUPLE HAVING AN ARGUMENT, PRETEND YOU NEED TO TIE YOUR SHOE FOR A LONG TIME AND STOP AND BLATANTLY LISTEN THEM

BUT WAIT, DON’T FORGET, YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE JOGGING

JOG ANOTHER 100-200 FEET, GO BACK HOME TO WRITE DOWN WHAT YOU JUST HEARD

DON’T FORGET TO NOT STRETCH AFTER AND DEVELOP SEVERE PIRIFORMIS SYNDROME AS YOU HUNCH OVER YOUR LAPTOP LIKE A FAT CHILD WITH SECRETS

TURN THOSE SECRETS INTO PLAYS

 

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Crossed wires

June 24th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I submit the following as evidence of the fact that there is too much in my brain right now:

Last night, as we’re walking past a pond full of loud and expressive frogs:

Me: isn’t it crazy that they make those sounds with their legs?

Morrison:…..what?

Me: what?

Morrison:……….

Me: nope. That’s crickets. THAT’S CRICKETS.

Morrison: (laughing)

Me: CRICKETS, THAT’S CRICKETS. FROGS ARE THROATS, JUST KEEP WALKING.

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that time my Dad was right

June 22nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Next week, I will have been being bloggy on this here blog basically every day for eleven years. For me it’s not JUST telling you what pants I’m wearing or what catastrophe I’m currently wringing my hands over, it’s also discipline. It’s an exercise in making a promise to oneself, and keeping it. It’s also an excuse to pause each day, form a thought. It’s a collection of memories, it’s how I know what I was doing on Thanksgiving five years ago, it’s how my old self gives my present self advice, it’s, okay IT’S MY FAVORITE THING IN THE WORLD, because it’s nothing and everything, because it’s whatever it wants to be, because it’s Mine. But. Lately, my brain has been stretched so thin with various projects that I find myself approaching this space like the box checker that I am — blogging frantically, like QUICK DO A GOOGLE IMAGE SEARCH OF THE FIRST WORD THAT COMES TO YOUR HEAD AND PUT IT UP WITH PERHAPS HALF A SENTENCE, and for what? For who? And so, as my Dad gently suggested a few weeks ago (THANKS DAD, DON’T CHOKE ON YOUR I TOLD YOU SO!)  I’m going to simply remove the pressure to be here every single day, and instead, just when I really have something to say, perhaps more like 3-4 times a week. I mean, it’s like they always say. You’re never too old to listen to your Dad, and you’re never too young to have human feelings for the internet. Okay? OKAY, SEE YOU BACK HERE TOMORROW WHEN I AM PHYSICALLY INCAPABLE OF NOT BLOGGING, BYE!

 

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how to know it’s time for new jeans

June 21st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter
  • The last time you purchased new jeans was 3 years ago
  • Since then you have quit smoking and slowly, elegantly if not effortlessly, gained fifteen pounds
  • and yet you still shove yourself into the old jeans, which definitely no longer fit, creating a cloud of nihilistic self loathing through which you can no longer even feel the INCREDIBLE SENSE OF ACCOMPLISHMENT OF HAVING QUIT SMOKING
  • no literally you shove yourself into them so much that at the end of the day you don’t so much take them off, as you EMERGE FROM THEM
  • hey maybe get yourself some new jeans
  • (meet my new jeans)

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TOO OLD FOR FIRST TATTOO?

June 20th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

BECAUSE I JUST FOUND THIS:

c. Mark Samsonovich

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how to know you care

June 19th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

  • You’ve gone on or donated to church missions trips to other countries to bring love, resources and education to children
  • YOU THINK THAT CHILDREN SHOULDN’T BE RESPONSIBLE FOR THEIR PARENTS’ ACTIONS
  • CONGRATS, YOU CARE
  • PROVE IT. DONATE, GET MAD.

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promises, promises

June 18th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I go to spin class for exercise, for mental health etc etc etc, but mostly to collect pieces of found dialogue, like this gem:

GIRL BEFORE SPINNING CLASS, TO HER FRIEND, SO SERIOUSLY: I have to tell you something.

Friend: ….Okay? Are you okay?

Girl: Yeah, um. I just, um. I’m not drinking right now.

Friend: Okay…?

Girl: I’ve been scared to tell you. But yeah. I’m not drinking.

Friend: Okay!

Girl: I mean, I might have a drink tonight.

Friend:…Okay…?

GIRL: But I’m not drinking right now.

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Happy (father’s) Day

June 17th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

For Father’s Day, I would like to post this picture that is not really of my Father, but of Myself very dressed up looking adoringly at my Father, because Father’s Day and he’s wonderful and supportive and always there when I need him but LOOK AT MY DRESS WILL I EVER LOOK LIKE THAT AGAIN OR WILL I JUST GET OLDER AND SQUISHIER UNTIL I AM THE AGE OF MY FATHER IN THE PICTURE SORRY DAD I MADE IT ABOUT MYSELF

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