“This Phony, Weird Sphere”: Jennette McCurdy’s Surprising Last Days at Nickelodeon

Certainly one of Nickelodeon’s brightest stars within the 2010s was Jennette McCurdy, who performed the petulant prankster Sam Puckett for six seasons on iCarly earlier than coleading Sam & Cat, a spin-off costarring Ariana Grande that lasted only a single season. In her debut memoir, I’m Glad My Mother Died—out August 9—McCurdy strips away the candy-coated facade of her sitcom experiences, which have been typically dictated by an allegedly abusive boss she refers to solely as “The Creator,” getting candid about her consuming dysfunction, and her troublesome relationship along with her mom.

On this excerpt from her memoir, McCurdy particulars the inappropriate conduct she claims “The Creator” exhibited, together with pressuring her to drink whereas underage; massaging her at work; and being provided $300,000 by Nickelodeon to maintain all of it quiet. (Vainness Honest has reached out to the community for remark.)

“Come on, take a sip.”

“No thanks.”

“Come on.”

“I’ve by no means had alcohol earlier than. And I’m solely eighteen. Couldn’t I get in hassle?”

“Nobody’s wanting, Jennetter. You’re effective.”

“I dunno.”

“The Victorious children get drunk collectively on a regular basis. The iCarly children are so healthful. We have to offer you guys a bit of edge.”

The Creator all the time compares us iCarly children to the children on his different hit present, Victorious. I believe he thinks it’ll make us strive more durable.

“I don’t know if consuming is what offers an individual edge.”

I have a look at The Creator’s drink. He picks it up and sloshes it round.

It’s some form of whiskey blended with espresso and cream. I do like espresso. “One sip.”


The Creator fingers me his glass and I take a sip. I hate it.

“It’s nice.”

“Don’t deceive me. I don’t like if you deceive me.”

“I hate it.”

“That’s higher, Jennetter.”

The Creator laughs. I’ve completed nicely. I’ve happy him. Mission completed. It’s the identical mission I’ve each time I get dinner with him, which has gotten an increasing number of frequent these days as my new contract for the spin-off he promised me is being labored out. The Creator is doing the factor that I’ve heard from my co-stars he does with each new star of a present that he’s making—he takes you beneath his wing. You’re his favourite. For now. I like being his favourite for now. I really feel like I’m doing one thing proper.

“So are you excited to have your individual present?” The Creator asks.


“Certain? That’s it?”

“No, in fact I’m excited. I’m so excited.”

“Good. ’Cuz I might give a brand new present to anybody, . However I didn’t select anybody. I selected you.”


“Don’t thank me, I selected you since you’re proficient.”

I’m confused. He simply stated he might select anybody, which made me really feel not particular and now he’s saying he selected me as a result of I’m proficient, which makes me really feel particular once more. This type of confusion is regular round him. I take a sip of water whereas I try to work out what to say subsequent. Fortunately, I don’t must.

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“How’d you just like the steak?”

“It was good.”

It was horrible, really. Nicely, nice and horrible. Nice when it comes to taste, horrible when it comes to how a lot I’m gonna be fixating on it for the remainder of the evening. I ate an excessive amount of of it, and too many roasted potatoes, and too many brussels sprouts, and a roll, and glazed carrots. I couldn’t cease myself. I ate every thing. I really feel so full. I’m disgusted with myself.

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