| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: was closed and dark. She stared curiously as the man unlocked the
door. Perhaps, after all, she had been woefully mistaken. It did
not look at all the kind of place where crimes that ran the gamut
of the decalogue were hatched, at all the sort of place that was
the council chamber of perhaps the most cunning, certainly the most
cold-blooded and unscrupulous, band of crooks that New York had
ever harbored. And yet - why not? Wasn't there the essence of
cunning in that very fact? Who would suspect anything of the sort
from a ramshackle, two-story little house like this, whose front
was a woe-begone little store, the proceeds of which might just
barely keep the body and soul of its proprietor together?
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Myths and Myth-Makers by John Fiske: though the former may seem to be straining at a gnat and
swallowing a camel when he coolly tells you that violin and
fiddle are the same word, while English care and Latin cura
have nothing to do with each other, he is nevertheless no more
indulging in guess-work than the astronomer who confesses his
ignorance as to the habitability of Venus while asserting his
knowledge of the existence of hydrogen in the atmosphere of
Sirius. To cite one example out of a hundred, every
philologist knows that s may become r, and that the broad
a-sound may dwindle into the closer o-sound; but when you
adduce some plausible etymology based on the assumption that r
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Redheaded Outfield by Zane Grey: dart low and shoot between Grace's legs.
``Haw! Haw!'' roared Bo. ``They've got a
hole at short. Hit fer the hole, fellers. Watch
me! Jest watch me!''
And he swung hard on the first pitch. The ball
glanced like a streak straight at Grace, took a
vicious jump, and seemed to flirt with the infielder's
hands, only to evade them.
Malloy fouled a pitch and the ball hit Sam
Wickhart square over the eye. Sam's eye popped out
and assumed the proportions and color of a huge
The Redheaded Outfield |
