Bookgirl is Begging the Question 12

You have the opportunity to time travel.

(I work in kids' books now, people. My life is full of things like time travel and magical winds and talking creatures. Deal with it.)

So you have the opportunity to time travel. You can go to any moment in history and sit in, but not change the outcome.

What do you choose?

I feel like I should say something smart and deep. That I should pick this momentous moment of discovery or some pivotal historical moment. But I have absolutely no interest in that crap.

I want to go back to the Algonquion Round Table.

Picture it: The Roaring Twenties. All those bookish types, sitting around talking about writing and literature and gossiping about everyone else. Can't you just picture me, in some fabulous dress and hat, with the New York literary elite, whispering to Dorothy Parker?

Wait. I just remembered Prohibition. Maybe not...

Comments

[Polly]

Do not despair, Bookie! Prohibition was a total failure. Which is why the twenties were known for roaring.

Every time I consider being someone different or someplace else, my first consideration is whether or not I'll have money and hot running water. So given that whatever I decide, I'll have money and hot running water...

I want to go back to "That's All Right Mama"summer of 1954 or maybe 1955, to swoon over Elvis, always have a date on Friday and be someone's Saturday night gal but no one's steady (not for lack of offers), and know where all the best sock hops are. I want to wear crinoline and peddle pushers and sweater sets and peasant blouses whenever I'm not wearing cuffed dungarees, saddle shoes, and my daddy's white oxford shirts.

I will be too breathless from dancing and too busy refreshing myself with Cherry Cokes to talk much. But when I do, I'll say "swell" and "ye gads" a lot.

I'd pretend I was fifteen. Well, I'm not sure I could pass for fifteen; so, sixteen.

[The Dol]

I would go back to my own senior prom and deflower my Mormon boyfriend.

[Pandora]

I'm with Bookie!

Jazz, Liquor, Conversation?

Oh, yes please!

I would wear heels all the time and short sparkly dresses. I would dance all night and men would blow all their money on me. My eyelashes would always be curled to perfection and my green eyes would pop with every outfit.

But here's the conflict. I heart dinosaurs. So, could I just make a pit stop in say the Jurassic period? All I want is to see a pterodactyl. Then, it's back to dancing until my ankles break.

[Chance]

What a great question...Since I love history so much it would be really hard for me to just pick one time to visit. D. convention 2004 - Dallas Winter of 63 - Paris 1939 - Philly 1776 - London 1509 - and so on and so on. But if I have to just choose one it would be 0068 just after the death of Nero in Rome. Where drinking wine until you threw up and then drinking more was not only acceptable but encouraged...oh and the orgies...I can't forget the orgies.

[Diosa]

Yeah, I'm sort of with Chance on this one. Ancient Greece, though, not Rome. The art, architecture, birth of democracy, philosophy . . . and the orgies.