| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey: that's Snap Naab. Ah! I begin to see light. That--Mescal--"
"I hate him."
"You hate him and you're pledged to marry him! ... God! Mescal, I'd
utterly forgotten Snap Naab already has a wife."
"You've also forgotten that we're Mormons."
"Are you a Mormon?" he queried bluntly.
"I've been raised as one."
"That's not an answer. Are you one? Do you believe any man under God's
sky ought to have more than one wife at a time?"
"No. But I've been taught that it gave woman greater glory in heaven.
There have been men here before you, men who talked to me, and I doubted
The Heritage of the Desert |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Outlaw of Torn by Edgar Rice Burroughs: advantage of your kingship to say what you would
never dare say were you not king, brands me not a
traitor, though it does brand you a coward."
Tense silence fell upon the little company of lords
and courtiers as these awful words fell from the lips of
a subject, addressed to his king. They were horrified,
for De Montfort's bold challenge was to them but little
short of sacrilege.
Henry, flushing in mortification and anger, rose to
advance upon De Montfort, but suddenly recollecting
the power which he represented, he thought better of
The Outlaw of Torn |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis: buggy, or even a cutter, instead of the car? Here in town it
had melted a lot, but still----
A honking, a shout, the motor engine raced before it was
shut off.
She hurried to the window. The car was a monster at rest
after furious adventures. The headlights blazed on the clots
of ice in the road so that the tiniest lumps gave mountainous
shadows, and the taillight cast a circle of ruby on the snow
behind. Kennicott was opening the door, crying, "Here we
are, old girl! Got stuck couple times, but we made it, by golly,
we made it, and here we be! Come on! Food! Eatin's!"
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