| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: the street, his eyes so blinded by the greater glory that he all but
ran down an inoffensive passer-by.
At the hotel he wrote a long letter to his mother. The first part
was full of the exultation of his discovery. He told of his good
fortune quite as something just born, utterly forgetting his
mother's predictions before he came East. Then as the first
effervescence died, a more gloomy view of the situation came
uppermost. To his heated imagination the deadlock seemed complete.
Carroll's devotion to what she considered her duty appeared
unbreakable. In the reaction Orde doubted whether he would have it
otherwise. And then his fighting blood surged back to his heart.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Extracts From Adam's Diary by Mark Twain: make an exhaustive search. There must certainly be another one
somewhere, and this one will be less dangerous when it has company
of its own species. I will go straightway; but I will muzzle this
one first.
Three Months Later
It has been a weary, weary hunt, yet I have had no success. In
the mean time, without stirring from the home estate, she has
caught another one! I never saw such luck. I might have hunted
these woods a hundred years, I never should have run across that
thing.
Next Day
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: me if we were engaged in a farce or in a tragedy. I wanted to
regulate my feelings which, I told him, were in an unbecoming state
of confusion.
But Fyne was as impervious to sarcasm as a turtle. He tramped on,
and all he did was to ejaculate twice out of his deep chest,
vaguely, doubtfully.
"I am afraid . . . I am afraid! . . . "
This was tragic. The thump of his boots was the only sound in a
shadowy world. I kept by his side with a comparatively ghostly,
silent tread. By a strange illusion the road appeared to run up
against a lot of low stars at no very great distance, but as we
Chance |
