| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: "What's he doing with that tug?" thought he. "O-ho! He's stringing
booms across the river to hold the whole outfit."
He laughed aloud, turned his team about, and drove frantically back
to the booms. Every few moments he chuckled. His eyes danced.
Hardly could he wait to get there. Once at the camp, he leaped from
the buckboard, with a shout to the stableman, and ran rapidly out
over the booms to where the sorting of "H" logs was going merrily
forward.
"He's shut down his mill," shouted Orde, "and he's got all that gang
of highbankers out, and every old rum-blossom in Monrovia, and I bet
if you say 'logs' to him, he'd chase his tail in circles."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Adventure by Jack London: persisted in believing it might be the Martha.
"It's the Minerva," Joan said decidedly.
"How do you know?" Sheldon asked, sceptical of her certitude.
"It's a ketch to begin with. And besides, I could tell anywhere
the rattle of her main peak-blocks--they're too large for the
halyard."
A dark figure crossed the compound diagonally from the beach gate,
where whoever it was had been watching the vessel.
"Is that you, Utami?" Joan called.
"No, Missie; me Matapuu," was the answer.
"What vessel is it?"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Thuvia, Maid of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: cruelty of his nature, but, Issus! he was not that cruel.
No, another must be found--one whom he could trust.
He was still looking at her as she stood there before
him meeting his gaze steadily and unafraid. He felt
the hot passion of his love mounting higher and higher.
Why not sue once more? If she would relent, all might
yet be well. Even if his father could not be persuaded,
they could fly to Ptarth, laying all the blame of the knavery
and intrigue that had thrown four great nations into war,
upon the shoulders of Nutus. And who was there that
would doubt the justice of the charge?
Thuvia, Maid of Mars |
