I miss Sex And The City. This unsolicited thought surprised me one day last week as I went about my daily routine. I realised its absence had left a void in my life that has yet to be filled. I missed its style, its glamour, its quirkiness. I missed the exploration of the relationship nuances between men and women, women and women, and men and men. Its sharp and sassy writing, full of humorous observations, was always uplifting, even after numerous repeats. But what I missed most was the four female characters who could be charming and irritating, paradoxically, in equal measure: Carrie and her neurotic ruminations; Samantha and her, often, gauche impropriety; Miranda, steely in her determination to try and control every aspect of her environment, and Charlotte with her innate ability to don rose-tinted glasses in an attempt to paper over the cracks of her life. And then, with a backdrop of sky scrapers standing tall and proud is the city of New York — a fifth character, if you like — bohemian and vibrant. I’m sure all of us can identify some facet of our own personality within this collection of character traits.
I was thinking I’d have to dust off the SATC film — first one: good; second one: not so much — to get my fix, then there it was … the complete series on Now TV. The girls, Big, the conquests, the ones that got away and, of course, the sex, all ready for me to fully satiate my desire. There was even an episode featuring a cameo by Donald Trump. Who knew? In years to come, we might see Steve the bartender in the running for the White House. If that’s the case, you heard it here first. Anyway, armed with a stack of ironing, I dived straight in and started ploughing my way from the beginning through each episode. I was, and still am, in heaven.
On an unrelated note, I’ve had a flash fiction piece accepted by 101 Words and it’s been published today on their website. The title of my story is Transmutation and, I’d appreciate anyone taking the time to visit the site and read it. All comments are welcome, either here or on the original site.
Got to go … Carrie’s beckoning.