Love 90s prestige tv? Need a break from The Horrors?

Then check out my new side project, in which I kill off Carrie Bradshaw one episode of And Just Like That... at a time.

Season One, Episode One: Hello, It's Me

Hi Plathies! If you, like me— like Sylvia Plath!—like to mix your high culture with your low culture, then maybe you are also a lifelong fan of Sex and the City and have been aghast at the literal garbage pile that is the show’s reboot, And Just Like That… . If so, I invite you to join me in my new project, begun to occasionally distract myself from The Horrors of the world.

Carrie’s Dead is a completely ridiculous Substack in which I rewatch each episode of And Just Like That… and rewrite them so that Carrie dies a comically grisly death, thereby liberating us, our fans. If you, like me— like Sylvia Plath!— enjoy a mash-up of trash tv, leftist politics, and literary allusions, check out the first installment of Carrie’s Dead, and enjoy my husband’s extraordinary ability to draw on stock Google images of Sarah Jessica Parker.

More Plath soon, I promise! Cheers!