Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Temporal Massage Oil

So it's not Jake Gyllenhaal at the beach, but it is my kind of eye candy. Behold the new crop of time travel posters created by Amy Martin to raise money for 826LA, a non-profit writing and tutoring center with locations in Venice and Echo Park, CA, which you'll recall if you're a frequent Vortex guest is the home to the Time Travel Mart. Each poster is $19.99 or the lot of them will set you back $69.99.

In other random thoughts, ABC has given the green light to begin production on a television series adapted from The Time Traveler's Wife, the bestselling novel by Audrey Niffenegger and recent New Line Cinema release. Excuse me? ABC=Already Been Cancelled? This the same network that axed Life on Mars after 17 episodes fresh on the heels of NBC's impatient cancellation of Journeyman after half that? I am soured on promises of time travel from these studios when all viewers ask for is a little faith and nurturing. Even M*A*S*H should have taught them that lesson. But I digress...

Nicole Eastman, screen writer of Ugly Truth, is adapting Allison Winn Scotch's 2008 novel Time of My Life for the big screen. The story centers around a woman who is unexpectedly thrown seven years into the past, giving her a second chance to reassess her life choices. The inciting incident that hurtles her back in time is a deep tissue massage. No, I'm not kidding. To be fair, I haven't read it. Yet. Or ever. Not sure.

If a deep tissue massage sent you back seven years, tell us where you'd be...


the walking man said...

I never wonder or worry about what they are doing on television because if I ever see any of these popular shows I will see them at random in syndicated reruns.

7 Years ago today I was walking around with a neck fractured in a roll over car accident and going to physical therapy because an asshole with an MD behind his name rejected the PA's suggestion for a MRI.

By the time it was all settled with the insurance companies the fractures had healed misaligned and become inoperable. Three months and six months into the future I will have 5 vertebrae fused in two multi-hour operations.

Now go back twice that time and I will tell you tell of the drinkin', fightin', eat no ones shit Walking Man as a sweaty greasy fixer of police cars, feared by foremen and loved by the union brothers he repped. ;-}

Jen FitzGerald said...

Seven years ago was a bad place, L.A., and a time I'd just as soon not return to...


Charles Gramlich said...

I'm lucky to remember where I was 7 minutes ago.

Pamela Cayne said... years ago I was a little over one month into my new job (that turned into a train wreck a few months later), but I was happy to be out of retail. Would I make the appointment for the deep tissue massage in order to go back? Damn good question.

And speaking of time travel shows and ABC, what do you think of Flash Forward? I'm not sure what I think of it--has a bit of a Heroes vibe to me, but I love John Cho, so I'm torn.

laughingwolf said...

i'd still have my dad and sis alive... :(

L.A. Mitchell said...

@walkingman - Okay, so seven was just awful, huh. We'll turn this time machine back 14 then. I wouldn't do that for just anyone ;)

@Jen - Wow, I'm so sorry. 2002 must have been a really stinkin' bad year.

@Charles -, too.

@Pamela - a damn good question you never answered ;) Hmmm. And, OMG did it start already and I missed it? *panic* Okay, but I'm still miffed over the Life on Mars thing.

@laughingwolf - powerful number then, huh. I'm so sorry for your loss {{hugs))

Robin said...

That is a beautiful poster!

Let's see, the main difference in my life seven years ago would be that I hadn't started writing romance yet. Hadn't read any. Hadn't even thought about it. I was a freelance writer so I *was* writing, but not what I now wish I'd known I wanted to write much more than 7 years ago! (Did that make sense? Talking about time can be confusing sometimes.) ;)

Barbara Martin said...

@walking man: the fusion of the vertebrae are much improved when I had 8 done in 1967. I'm still packing the Harrington rod.

Seven years ago I had a bad year with finding the right job. Ended up working for wing-nuts.

Fourteen years ago, Canada was in a dire recession and I was out of work for awhile.

It's the in between years that were good and better.

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