| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey: Navajo desert he had had no liquor; he was good-natured, lively, much
inclined to joking, and he seemed to have entirely forgotten his ani-
mosity toward Hare. It was easy for Hare to see that the man's evil
nature was in the ascendancy only when he was under the dominance of
drink. But he could not forgive; he could not forget. Mescal's dark,
beautiful eyes haunted him. Even now she might be married to this man.
Perhaps that was why Snap appeared to be in such cheerful spirits.
Suspense added its burdensome insistent question, but he could not bring
himself to ask August if the marriage had taken place. For a day he
fought to resign himself to the inevitability of the Mormon custom, to
forget Mescal, and then he gave up trying. This surrender he felt to be
The Heritage of the Desert |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: half-aloud, "What a forsaken hole this is!" when suddenly from
outside on the platform came a slow voice:"Off to get married
AGAIN? Oh, don't!"
The voice was Southern and gentle and drawling; and a second
voice came in immediate answer, cracked and querulous."It ain't
again. Who says it's again? Who told you, anyway?"
And the first voice responded caressingly:"Why, your Sunday
clothes told me, Uncle Hughey. They are speakin' mighty loud o'
nuptials."
"You don't worry me!" snapped Uncle Hughey, with shrill heat.
And the other gently continued, "Ain't them gloves the same yu'
The Virginian |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson: boat, cast off, and set the lug. The Gregara were then busy upon
breakfast, for the cookery was their usual part; but, one of them
stepping to the battlements, our flight was observed before we were
twenty fathoms from the rock; and the three of them ran about the ruins
and the landing-shelf, for all the world like ants about a broken nest,
hailing and crying on us to return. We were still in both the lee and
the shadow of the rock, which last lay broad upon the waters, but
presently came forth in almost the same moment into the wind and
sunshine; the sail filled, the boat heeled to the gunwale, and we swept
immediately beyond sound of the men's voices. To what terrors they
endured upon the rock, where they were now deserted without the
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