bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
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mauve over, jeans!

June 8th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Shout out to these mauve Uni-qlo pants made from something like ant-wrinkle anti-stain astronaut material, that are perfect for early summer in LA, when the temperature at work vacillates from 60 to 90 at any give point. Also shout-out to the frozen blueberry I found in my crotch that did NOT leave a stain. LAST SHOUT OUT TO YOU, READER, FOR NOT JUDGING ME FOR TAKING BLURRY IPHOTO BOOTH PICTURES OF MY PANTS IN MY OFFICE.

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SOOTHING INDOOR PLANTS

June 7th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

  • purchases indoor plants to create a relaxing, soothing home environment
  • attempts to keep plants alive
  • PLANTS SHRVEL AND DIE
  • FILLS WITH THE RAGE AND ANXIETY THAT COME HOLDING HANDS WITH FAILURE AND WASTE OF MONEY
  • Goes outside, stands among plants in their natural place; feels better, sort of

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CHAIR FOR SALE

June 6th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

VINTAGE

DECORATIVE, FRAGILE

ORDERED FROM ETSY FIVE YEARS AGO, TO BE REPLACED BY A CHAIR MADE NOT FROM WHIMSY AND INTERNET DREAMS

HAS BEEN SAT IN MAYBE TWICE

MARSHMALLOW WITH EYES NOT INCLUDED

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Subverting the Sticker System

June 5th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

The I VOTED sticker has been fantastic for our Democracy, as it truly motivates people to Vote, not just because it matters, but because if you DON’T vote,  you risk the shame of being the only person at work WITHOUT the sticker, and whoever came up with the idea for the sticker should obviously feel like a genius today and all days, and obviously here is a picture of me with my sticker,

BUT NEXT YEAR COULD SOMEONE WITH A SMALL BUDGET AND A SMALL AMOUNT OF FREE TIME PLEASE MAKE A BUNCH OF STICKERS THAT LOOK EXACTLY THE SAME BUT SAY I FARTED, INSTEAD? JUST FOR MY OWN AMUSEMENT, IF NOT THE WORLD’S?

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the Decision

June 4th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

When I first started writing the Cake, in late 2015, I legit worried that it’s central argument might be dated, that no one really felt strongly one way or the other about gay marriage anymore. Then November 2016 happened. Then in June 2017, while in rehearsal for the first production of the play, the Supreme Court announced that they would hear the case that inspired the play. Today, they made their ruling, and my email and phone are a mindsplosion of questions and requests for responses and instead of hiding under my desk which feels MOST truthful right now, can I just voice my feelings here, door shut, safe inside, still processing? Can I say that I’m not surprised but also surprised? Can I say that I think it’s interesting that OUR SUPREME COURT CANNOT EVEN DECIDE WHAT TO DO, HERE? Can I just note that all they did was kick a very large can down a very narrow road? Can I observe the difference between freedom of speech and freedom of expression and the court’s attempt to honor and protect both anti-gay business owners but ALSO the gay community? Can I just ask, is it even possible to do both?  CAN I PREDICT THAT THIS IS DEFINITELY NOT THE END OF THIS?

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Prof pics for married girls

June 3rd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m going to start a new app or website or sacred place or maybe just Jar for Happily taken women to share pictures of themselves that definitely would be in their dating profiles, were they to be single. I’m going to start here with mine:

You know, Just a girl, casually standing amongst jars of sprinkles, perhaps diabetic, perhaps the love of your life JK SHE’S TAKEN, SYKE!

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Early retirement

June 2nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

My Dad: I think you should consider retiring your blog. You’ve been doing it for so long, and you’ve got so much other stuff on your plate. You shouldn’t have to stress over your blog, too.

Me: Noooooooo! It’s my way to write something just for myself every day, and it brings me so much peace and joy IS THIS CONVERSATION DONE YET

Dad:…..yes?

Me: GREAT CAUSE I HAVE TO GO BLOG NOW OR MY LIFE HAS NO MEANING

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I’d like to strangle the Academy

June 1st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

It’s truly an honor to be a member of the Television Academy dream come true etc etc etc, but during Emmy season, THIS HAPPENS:

They send you so many screeners and you don’t have time to open them or watch them or do anything about them because you’re too busy doing the thing that got you into the Television Academy in the first place, so busy that there’s no time to even google how to make them stop, or what even to do with them, and I guess technically I could be doing that this second, but NO THANKS I’D RATHER COMPLAIN.

 

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The Roast

May 31st, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today is Julien’s birthday, and so some friends in Winston are gathering to Roast her. Hoping to participate remotely,  I tried to come up with a list of solid burns to text her. The result: IT’S SO ANNOYING HOW LOYAL SHE IS and SHE’S THE WORST WITH HOW SHE’S ALWAYS KEEPING UP WITH YOUR LIFE AND CHECKING IN ALL THE TIME and I HATE HOW MUCH SHE SENDS ME A BOX OF MACADAMIA NUT MILK BECAUSE OF THAT TIME I SAID I LIKE MACADAMIAS and HER HAIR IS SO PRETTY AND FLUFFY AND SOMETIMES WHEN YOU WALK BY HER, HER BIG FLUFFY HAIR TOUCHES YOUR FACE and SHE LOVES TO CLIMB ROCKS AND SO SOMETIMES, DAMN HER, YOU END UP IN BEAUTIFUL PLACES ALWAYS CLIMBING ROCKS. BURN! In summation, I just don’t think that roasting friends is my scene. I think I’ll stick to roasting Broccoli and complete strangers wearing pants that don’t fit.

 

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hunger (?)

May 30th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m currently working with a nutritionist, because lately, I can’t seem to stop myself from eating entire bags of goldfish and washing it down with nine bottles of wine which for SOME REASON is affecting my energy levels DON’T KNOW WHY, but also because, I have issues with food that stem back to the fact that I used to feel like food had to be Finished or it was Wasted, and the fact that I wasn’t raised with junk food and so I fetishized it, and also the fact that I thought that bugs lived inside of bagels, which, side note, has never stopped me from eating them.

Yesterday, my nutritionist asked me, when was the last time you were hungry? And I honestly couldn’t remember, though I do spend a fair amount of worrying about being hungry and preventing said future hunger.  She explained that Real hunger is pain in the gut, a rumbling emptiness. Perceived hunger can actually be just thirst, or it can be emotional hunger, it can be hunger for Affirmation or Stimulation or Hug.  I am so disconnected from actual hunger because my the given circumstances of my life keep me from it, grant me the privilege to wander through grocery stores, thinking about all the things I shouldn’t eat, flipping off boxes of cheese crackers, while there are actual hungry people, all over the world, who don’t waste brain and life space hating themselves because they ate a skittle, because they’re too busy being actually hungry, because of the given circumstances of their own lives.  How about next time I perceive hunger, instead of the 17 Lara Bars or whatever thing has been marketed to me because I go on hikes sometimes, I take in that sobering fact, instead? AND WHERE IS THE CHARITY THAT IS TAKING THE EXTRA LARA BARS FROM THE WOMEN WITH FOOD ISSUES AND GIVING THEM TO ACTUAL HUNGRY PEOPLE? AM I A CLICHE OF MYSELF YET? GREAT, OFF TO SNORT SOME BEE POLLEN

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