| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Yates Pride by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman: swinging an umbrella. Somehow the swing of that umbrella, even
from a distance, gave an impression of embarrassment and boyish
hesitation. Eudora did not know him at first. She had expected
to see the same Harry Lawton who had gone away. She did not
expect to see a stout, middle-aged man, but a slim youth.
However, as they drew nearer each other, she knew; and curiously
enough it was that swing of the tightly furled umbrella which
gave her the clue. She knew Harry because of that. It was a
little boyish trick which had survived time. It was too late for
her to draw back, for he had seen her, and Eudora was keenly
alive to the indignity of abruptly turning and scuttling away
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln: secret fury of both, but love had found a way - Kent's eyes kindled
at the recollection of Barbara's half-shy, wholly tender reception
of his ardent pleading.
Turnbull's courtship had met with a set-back where he had least
expected it - Philip Rochester had fallen deeply in love with Helen
and, encouraged by her father, had pressed his suit with ardor.
Frequent quarrels between the two close friends had been the outcome,
and Jimmie had confided to Kent, before the latter left on the
business trip to Chicago from which he had returned that morning,
that the situation had become intolerable and he had notified
Rochester that he would no longer share his apartment with him, and
The Red Seal |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Faith of Men by Jack London: A team of tired-looking dogs appeared around the narrow bend,
followed by a heavily-loaded sled. At the gee-pole was a man who
steered in a manner familiar to Pentfield, and behind the sled
walked two women. His glance returned to the man at the gee-pole.
It was Corry. Pentfield got on his feet and waited. He was glad
that Lashka was with him. The meeting could not have come about
better had it been planned, he thought. And as he waited he
wondered what they would say, what they would be able to say. As
for himself there was no need to say anything. The explaining was
all on their side, and he was ready to listen to them.
As they drew in abreast, Corry recognized him and halted the dogs.
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