The suicide of Sylvia Plath's son Nicholas Hughes in 2009 got more news coverage than hers did in 1963. It is a very different world that Carl Rollyson captures in the 2013 biography "American Isis: The Life and Art of Sylvia Plath." That in itself creates value for the reader.
There was no 24/7 news back then, no social media. It was only the very small circle Plath wrote long detailed letters to who were aware of what today we label as "pathology." Even after her first suicide attempt during the summer vacation from Smith those outside the family found out because she had to reapply to get back into college. When she did kill herself it only became of great interest to lots of people when her book of poetry "Arial" has been published afterward and her novel "The Bell Jar" caught on in America.
Today, of course, the world knew quickly when Paris Jackson tried suicide. Forever, her life will be deconstructed for signs of pathology. She tweets. No long letters like Plath made it her business to write.
From how Rollyson frames Plath, it seems that she would have welcomed the continual attention disturbed talented people receive currently. She hungered for the limelight. In the process she sucked the life out of others, including the husband who left her Ted Hughes. Rollyson compares her to Marilyn Monroe. It has been said that Arthur Miller ditched her because of the same reason.
Had Plath lived the world also might have wearied of her. Therefore, her fame might have been a candle which burned out.