| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: With swift clink of spur and thump of boot the crowd split,
leaving Knell and the stranger in the center.
Wild breed of that ilk never made a mistake in judging a man's
nerve. Knell had cut out with the trenchant call, and stood
ready. The stranger suddenly lost his every semblance to the
rough and easy character before manifest in him. He became
bronze. That situation seemed familiar to him. His eyes held a
singular piercing light that danced like a compass-needle.
"Sure I lied," he said; "so I ain't takin' offense at the way
you called me. I'm lookin' to make friends, not enemies. You
don't strike me as one of them four-flushes, achin' to kill
The Lone Star Ranger |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Research Magnificent by H. G. Wells: on the fence and declared his intention of always crossing the field
so long as the bull remained there. He had said this with white
intensity, he had stopped abruptly in mid-sentence, and then
suddenly he had dropped to the ground, clutched the fence, struggled
with heaving shoulders, and been sick.
The combination of apparently stout heart and manifestly weak
stomach had exercised the Minchinghampton intelligence profoundly.
On one or two other occasions Benham had shown courage of the same
rather screwed-up sort. He showed it not only in physical but in
mental things. A boy named Prothero set a fashion of religious
discussion in the school, and Benham, after some self-examination,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: in view of an always weak heart. It was a very foolish hysteria,
for the boy had often run away before; but Italian peasants are
exceedingly superstitious, and this woman seemed as much harassed
by omens as by facts. About seven o’clock in the evening she had
died, and her frantic husband had made a frightful scene in his
efforts to kill West, whom he wildly blamed for not saving her
life. Friends had held him when he drew a stiletto, but West departed
amidst his inhuman shrieks, curses and oaths of vengeance. In
his latest affliction the fellow seemed to have forgotten his
child, who was still missing as the night advanced. There was
some talk of searching the woods, but most of the family’s friends
Herbert West: Reanimator |
