| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Desert Gold by Zane Grey: A blade glinted--described a circle alot. Simultaneously with a
close, red flash the knife wavered; the man wielding it stumbled
backward. In the din Gale did not hear a report, but the Mexican's
fall was significant. Then pandemonium broke loose. The din
became a roar. Gale heard shots that sounded like dull spats in
the distance. The big lamp behind the bar seemingly split, then
sputtered and went out, leaving the room in darkness.
Gale leaped toward the restaurant door, which was outlined faintly
by the yellow light within. Right and left he pushed the groping
men who jostled with him. He vaulted a pool table, sent tables
and chairs flying, and gained the door, to be the first of a wedging
Desert Gold |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Hidden Masterpiece by Honore de Balzac: way. An old man mounted the spiral stairway. The oddity of his dress,
the magnificence of his lace ruffles, the solid assurance of his
deliberate step, led the youth to assume that this remarkable
personage must be the patron, or at least the intimate friend, of the
painter. He drew back into a corner of the landing and made room for
the new-comer; looking at him attentively and hoping to find either
the frank good-nature of the artistic temperament, or the serviceable
disposition of those who promote the arts. But on the contrary he
fancied he saw something diabolical in the expression of the old man's
face,--something, I know not what, which has the quality of alluring
the artistic mind.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Mrs. Warren's Profession by George Bernard Shaw: VIVIE. Well?
FRANK. Well, either they were too flabbergasted to say anything,
or else Crofts had prepared your mother. Anyhow, she didnt say
anything; and Crofts didnt say anything; and Praddy only stared.
After tea they got up and went; and Ive not seen them since.
VIVIE [nodding placidly with one eye on a wreath of smoke] Thats
all right.
FRANK [looking round disparagingly] Do you intend to stick in
this confounded place?
VIVIE [blowing the wreath decisively away, and sitting straight
up] Yes. These two days have given me back all my strength and
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