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

Depth

November 25th, 2012 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on the talk show that exists solely in my mind, which concerns topics such as writing, footwear, and the afterlife: Depth.

In terms of writing, but also sometimes the Sea: what is depth? Is it digging deeper and deeper into yourself until you find something universal and surprising? Sometimes I feel like I’m writing from a deep place, but I’m maybe just scratching the surface. How do I force myself to go deeper? Are Deep and Dark the same thing? Do they have to be? What if I dig and dig deep into myself and there’s nothing but there but some dried out sharpies, my childhood Bible complete with margin Abraham drawings, the remnants of a muffin and and a pile of half-used construction paper? ¬†What do I make with that?

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