| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: Bland woman fell passionately in love with him. His conscience
was never troubled about the beginning of that affair. She
launched herself. It took no great perspicuity on his part to
see that. And the thing which evidently held her in check was
the newness, the strangeness, and for the moment the
all-satisfying fact of his respect for her. Duane exerted
himself to please, to amuse, to interest, to fascinate her, and
always with deference. That was his strong point, and it had
made his part easy so far. He believed he could carry the whole
scheme through without involving himself any deeper.
He was playing at a game of love--playing with life and deaths
The Lone Star Ranger |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: you shot it when she was there. No wonder she cried!'
He looked into Connie's eyes, laconic, contemptuous, not hiding his
feelings. And again Connie flushed; she felt she had been making a
scene, the man did not respect her.
'What is your name?' she said playfully to the child. 'Won't you tell
me your name?'
Sniffs; then very affectedly in a piping voice: 'Connie Mellors!'
'Connie Mellors! Well, that's a nice name! And did you come out with
your Daddy, and he shot a pussy? But it was a bad pussy!'
The child looked at her, with bold, dark eyes of scrutiny, sizing her
up, and her condolence.
Lady Chatterley's Lover |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells: again in horrible gleams that he suspected there was some man in
the case. . . . Some man!
And to conclude it all was the figure of her father in the
doorway, giving her a last chance, his hat in one hand, his
umbrella in the other, shaken at her to emphasize his point.
"You understand, then," he was saying, "you understand?"
"I understand," said Ann Veronica, tear-wet and flushed with a
reciprocal passion, but standing up to him with an equality that
amazed even herself, "I understand." She controlled a sob. "Not
a penny--not one penny--and never darken your doors again!"
Part 4
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