| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Land that Time Forgot by Edgar Rice Burroughs: as nimbly as the apes, while others that more nearly approached
man in carriage and appearance sought safety upon the ground with
the gorillas.
An examination disclosed that five of our erstwhile opponents
were dead and the sixth, the Neanderthal man, was but slightly
wounded, a bullet having glanced from his thick skull, stunning him.
We decided to take him with us to camp, and by means of belts we
managed to secure his hands behind his back and place a leash
around his neck before he regained consciousness. We then
retraced our steps for our meat being convinced by our own
experience that those aboard the U-33 had been able to frighten
The Land that Time Forgot |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: money and speech; they lived comfortably in their adobe homes,
smoked, gambled, talked, laughed, whiled away the idle
hours--and all the time life there was wrong, and the simplest
moment might be precipitated by that evil into the most awful
of contrasts. Duane felt rather than saw a dark, brooding
shadow over the valley.
Then, without any solicitation or encouragement from Duane, the
Bland woman fell passionately in love with him. His conscience
was never troubled about the beginning of that affair. She
launched herself. It took no great perspicuity on his part to
see that. And the thing which evidently held her in check was
The Lone Star Ranger |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Lesson of the Master by Henry James: as if you were always here."
"It's just the being away perhaps. At any rate the best bits, I
suspect, are those that were done in dreary places abroad."
"And why were they dreary?"
"Because they were health-resorts - where my poor mother was
dying."
"Your poor mother?" - she was all sweet wonder.
"We went from place to place to help her to get better. But she
never did. To the deadly Riviera (I hate it!) to the high Alps, to
Algiers, and far away - a hideous journey - to Colorado."
"And she isn't better?" Miss Fancourt went on.
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