|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln:
peculiarly characteristic formation of the letter "B" caught and
held her attention. As the seconds ticked themselves into minutes
she sat immovable, her face as white as the hand on which she had
bowed her head.
Across the hall Helen McIntyre tossed from one side to the other in
her soft bed; her restless longing to get up was growing stronger and
stronger. While Mrs. Brewster's deft fingers and the cooling cologne
had stopped the throbbing in her temples, they had brought only
temporary relief in their train and not the sleep which Helen craved.
She strained her ears to discover the time by the ticking of her
clock, but either it was between the half or quarters of an hour,
The Red Seal
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis:
acquaintances in the navy. Through her Carol met commanders
and majors, newspapermen, chemists and geographers and fiscal
experts from the bureaus, and a teacher who was a familiar
of the militant suffrage headquarters. The teacher took her
to headquarters. Carol never became a prominent suffragist.
Indeed her only recognized position was as an able addresser
of envelopes. But she was casually adopted by this family
of friendly women who, when they were not being mobbed or
arrested, took dancing lessons or went picnicking up the
Chesapeake Canal or talked about the politics of the American
Federation of Labor.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James:
his mother when he spoke to her - especially not to make her such
an improper answer as that.
When Mrs. Moreen bethought herself of this pretext for getting rid
of their companion Pemberton supposed it was precisely to approach
the delicate subject of his remuneration. But it had been only to
say some things about her son that it was better a boy of eleven
shouldn't catch. They were extravagantly to his advantage save
when she lowered her voice to sigh, tapping her left side
familiarly, "And all overclouded by THIS, you know; all at the
mercy of a weakness - !" Pemberton gathered that the weakness was
in the region of the heart. He had known the poor child was not