| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Vailima Letters by Robert Louis Stevenson: well. Think of parties in Monuments! think of me in
Skerryvore, and now of this. It don't look like a part of
the same universe to me. Work is quite laid aside; I have
worked myself right out.
CHRISTMAS EVE.
Yesterday, who could write? My wife near crazy with ear-
ache; the rain descending in white crystal rods and playing
hell's tattoo, like a TUTTI of battering rams, on our sheet-
iron roof; the wind passing high overhead with a strange dumb
mutter, or striking us full, so that all the huge trees in
the paddock cried aloud, and wrung their hands, and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Stories From the Old Attic by Robert Harris: The bright sun and the gentle wind had made the little fish
almost bold that summer day, enough so that they were swimming all
over the pond, from their home in the reeds at one end to the rocky
beach at the other. Or at least they swam very near to the rocky
beach--as near as they dared--for all the older fish constantly
warned them to stay away. Some of the dangers were clear enough,
such as the wading birds who stepped into the shallow water, hoping
to pluck out a little fish and swallow him right down, and the
foxes, whose gigantic teeth were too awful even to think about. But
there were other evils that were not so distinct. Hideous and
unimaginable these were, with tales of fish swimming into the area
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Malbone: An Oldport Romance by Thomas Wentworth Higginson: swashing round their very feet. Pausing at the end of a cove,
they stood beside their conductor, and their eyes, now grown
accustomed, could make out vaguely the outlines of the waves.
The throat of the cove was so shoal and narrow, and the mass of
the waves so great, that they reared their heads enormously,
just outside, and spending their strength there, left a lower
level within the cove. Yet sometimes a series of great billows
would come straight on, heading directly for the entrance, and
then the surface of the water within was seen to swell suddenly
upward as if by a terrible inward magic of its own; it rose and
rose, as if it would ingulf everything; then as rapidly sank,
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