| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Fanny Herself by Edna Ferber: during that last week she would force herself to march
straight on past Orchestra Hall, contenting herself with a
furtive and oblique glance at the announcement board. The
advance programs hung, a little bundle of them, suspended by
a string from a nail on the wall near the box office, so
that ticket purchasers might rip one off and peruse the
week's musical menu. Fanny longed to hear the comment of
the little groups that were constantly forming and
dispersing about the box office window. She never dreamed
of allowing herself to hover near it. She thought sometimes
of the woman in the businesslike gray skirt and the black
Fanny Herself |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Adventure by Jack London: bush for its mother.
"And then I heard them coming through the mangroves, and an oar
strike on a gunwale, and Miss Lackland laugh, and I knew everything
was all right. We pulled on board without a shot being fired.
And, by God! she had made the books come true, for there was old
Kina-Kina himself being hoisted over the rail, shivering and
chattering like an ape. The rest was easy. Kina-Kina's word was
law, and he was scared to death. And we kept him on board issuing
proclamations all the time we were in Poonga-Poonga.
"It was a good move, too, in other ways. She made Kina-Kina order
his people to return all the gear they'd stripped from the Martha.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Rise and Fall of Cesar Birotteau by Honore de Balzac: so religious that, as things are now, his director, the Abbe Loraux,
alone can save him."
Pillerault, Popinot, and Constance waited while a clerk was sent to
bring the Abbe Loraux, before they carried up to Cesar the schedule
which Celestin had prepared, and asked him to affix his signature. The
clerks were in despair, for they loved their master. At four o'clock
the good priest came; Constance explained the misfortune that had
fallen upon them, and the abbe went upstairs as a soldier mounts the
breach.
"I know why you have come!" cried Birotteau.
"My son," said the priest, "your feelings of resignation to the Divine
Rise and Fall of Cesar Birotteau |
