| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis: that she was in paradise.
She admitted to her fellow-teachers that the schoolbuilding
was slightly damp, but she insisted that the rooms were
"arranged so conveniently--and then that bust of President
McKinley at the head of the stairs, it's a lovely art-work, and
isn't it an inspiration to have the brave, honest, martyr
president to think about!" She taught French, English, and
history, and the Sophomore Latin class, which dealt in matters
of a metaphysical nature called Indirect Discourse and the
Ablative Absolute. Each year she was reconvinced that the
pupils were beginning to learn more quickly. She spent four
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Bab:A Sub-Deb, Mary Roberts Rinehart by Mary Roberts Rinehart: Salute. How far, how very far from the Plattsburg Manual, which
decrees that our flag be lowered to the inspiring music of the
Star-Spangled Banner, or to the bugel call, "To the Colors."
Such, indeed, is life.
LATER: Carter Brooks dropped in this evening. I was very cold to
him and said:
"Please pardon me if I do not talk much, as I am in low spirits."
"Low spirits on a holaday!" he exclaimed. "Well, we'll have to fix
that. How about a motor Picnic?"
It is always like that in our house. They regard a Party or a
Picnic as a cure for everything, even a heartache, or being worried
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: Gypsy Nan blew out the candle, and staggered to her feet.
"There isn't any other way." She leaned heavily on Rhoda Gray's
arm. "Can't you see that? Don't you think I know? Haven't you
seen enough here to convince you of that? I - I'm just spilling
the dice for - for perhaps the last time - but it's the only chance
- the only chance. Go on!" she urged tremulously. "Shoot the glim,
and get me to the door. And - and for the love of God, don't make
a sound! It's all up if we're seen going out!"
The flashlight's ray danced in crazy gyrations as the two figures
swayed and crept across the garret. Rhoda Gray unlocked the door,
and, as they passed out, locked it again on the outside.
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