| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: in the early part of May, and Myles had been a member of the
Prince's household for a little over a month. One morning he was
ordered to attend the Prince in his privy cabinet, and, obeying
the summons, he found the Prince, his younger brother, the Duke
of Bedford, and his uncle, the Bishop of Winchester, seated at a
table, where they had just been refreshing themselves with a
flagon of wine and a plate of wafers.
"My poor Myles," said the Prince, smiling, as the young knight
bowed to the three, and then stood erect, as though on duty. "It
shames my heart, brother--and thou, uncle--it shames my heart to
be one privy to this thing which we are set upon to do. Here be
Men of Iron |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Call of the Wild by Jack London: country with a certitude of direction that put man and his
magnetic needle to shame.
As he held on he became more and more conscious of the new stir in
the land. There was life abroad in it different from the life
which had been there throughout the summer. No longer was this
fact borne in upon him in some subtle, mysterious way. The birds
talked of it, the squirrels chattered about it, the very breeze
whispered of it. Several times he stopped and drew in the fresh
morning air in great sniffs, reading a message which made him leap
on with greater speed. He was oppressed with a sense of calamity
happening, if it were not calamity already happened; and as he
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Desert Gold by Zane Grey: world, he could look into his unquiet soul without bitterness.
Did not the desert magnify men? Cameron believed that wild men
in wild places, fighting cold, heat, starvation, thirst, barrenness,
facing the elements in all their ferocity, usually retrograded,
descended to the savage, lost all heart and soul and became mere
brutes. Likewise he believed that men wandering or lost in the
wilderness often reversed that brutal order of life and became
noble, wonderful, super-human. So now he did not marvel at a slow
stir stealing warmer along his veins, and at the premonition that
perhaps he and this man, alone on the desert, driven there by life's
mysterious and remorseless motive, were to see each other through
Desert Gold |
