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

INSPO

October 7th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Family wedding Hair and makeup people: please bring inspiration pictures to the appointment so that we might guide you to your best look.

Me:

Hair and Makeup people: Is this serious, or a joke?

Me: WHAT IS ‘SERIOUS?’ WHAT IS ‘JOKE?’ NOW PLEASE, MAKE ME LOOK THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN IN THE WORLD WITHOUT TOUCHING ME

Result:

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A.D. 16!

October 6th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

WHAT: AN R&B MUSICAL ABOUT TEENAGE MARY MAGDALENE FALLING FOR TEENAGE JESUS; A PLACE FOR ME TO FINALLY PUT ALL OF MY RANDOM JESUS KNOWLEDGE AND THOUGHTS

WHO: BOOK BY MYSELF, MUSIC AND LYRICS CINCO PAUL (SECRET LIFE OF PETS, DESPICABLE ME); AND ALSO, YOU KNOW, MARY, JESUS AND A CHORUS OF LEPERS

WHEN: OCT 16 2017

WHERE: JOE’S PUB, NYC

TICKETS: HERE

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DEAR PHONES:

October 5th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Perhaps maybe we can find some different verbiage for this new feature, something that enables us to keep on telling ourselves that you are just phones, and not ACTUAL PHYSICAL EXTENSIONS OF OUR BRAINS, BY WHICH I MEAN WE CARRY OUR BRAINS AROUND IN OUR POCKETS, BY WHICH I MEAN WE COULD, IN FACT, LOSE OUR BRAINS, BY WHICH I MEAN WE ARE ROBOTS CLOAKED IN SKIN

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FACIAL DYSMORPHIA

October 4th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Me watching myself on the This is Us aftershow last night: OH COOL! HOLLYWOOD REALLY IS CELEBRATING DIVERSITY! THEY’RE LETTING ACTUAL HUMAN FEET WITH WIGS WRITE EPISODES OF TV NOW!

The internet watching myself on the This is Us aftershow last night:

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All of the C’s

October 3rd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

My Co-worker shared something from her Rabi’s Yome Kippur service that I love and keep reflecting on, and so I’ll share it here: The Four C’s. When it comes to your relationships, do not:

Condemn

Criticize

Complain

Escalate Conflict

Pondering these four actions did make we wonder, though, what is LEFT, since those four things are oftentimes, like, most to all of communication. And so, I’ll add the 4 C’s of DO’s. Thou shalt:

Cuddle

Clarify

Chop garlic and sautee with your vegetable of choice

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DIVERSION DIVERSION DIVERSION

October 2nd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Once again, I offer to you my coping mechanism for just how awful the world is right now:

JUST FOCUS ON PICTURES OF NIECE OLIVIA

THERE IS ONLY OLIVIA

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Let them in

October 1st, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

My first plays in college were very much just me trying to articulate and work through some things that were troubling me about my life, about the world and the way that I saw it. Being that I was all of 18-21, which is to say, very mature and deep and complicated, I, for the most part, kept these plays to myself, and didn’t share this part of myself with my parents. Over the years, this started to feel wrong, as there is little space between myself and my plays, so keeping my parents away from them was cutting them off from a big part of my Self. Last night we strolled through the classrooms where I wrote said first plays, then I sat with them as they watched The Cake. My feelings could be described as ‘terror’ and ‘worry’ and ‘wanting to at the same time vomit and cry’ and ‘where is wine’ but now, on the other side of it, I feel lucky and liberated  and open,  having shared. Why do the work if you can’t share it with the people who made you? IF A PLAY FALLS IN AN UNDERGRADUATE THEATER BUILDING, DO ANY PARENTS HEAR IT AT ALL? (Because they should.)

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the Fullest of Circles

September 30th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

It is maybe a TINY BIT NERVE WRACKING to return to your college town / college theater where you wrote your first play to watch a play that you wrote about the icky locked corners of your morality and consciousness, and by tiny bit, I mean  Chapel Hill now has four less bottles of white wine, and I actually almost leapt out of the car on the drive there.  BUT, swell news: not only is the Playmaker’s production of The Cake beautiful and a thing to be proud of,  I got to see it sandwiched between my sisters:

I met these two in the  drama department some 15 years ago, Blaine with her backless tank tops and Camino Real monologues, Carrie with her glorious singing voice and princess hair. Playwrights: a play SHOULD feel personal, to the point of burning self consciousness, but to protect yourself from those feelings while you watch your work, I highly recommend zipping yourself up in a sleeping bag of old friends, and watching from that safe place.

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how to have a kid right

September 29th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter


- Be Blaine and Jason

- Be awesome

- have a kid that absorbs and radiates your mellow energy 

- carry on with being awesome, but this time, just bring the kid with you 

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HAPPY OUR BIRTHDAY

September 28th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

I think birthdays are big freaking deals. I don’t care how old you are. It’s a day to make the birth person feel loved and loved hard. And so the fact that I have to leave my poor  husband on HIS birthday to fly to NC to go see The Cake makes me NAUSEOUS WITH PAIN AND GUILT. And so last night, I made sure to remind him what his birthday is really about: MANAGING MY OWN FEELINGS AND EXPECTATIONS AND GUILT ABOUT HIS BIRTHDAY. (Also, there were presents, most notably, a hand-crafted Axe, because survivalism is practically now a section on CrateandBarrel.com or perhaps it should be.)  HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my love, to my most favorite collaborator!  THERE IS NO ONE I’D RATHER FACE THE END OF DAYS WITH.

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