Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTR0ADVKS4WJD3HF9DPAHH9

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Duration:
42.5s
Cost:
$0.024591
Provider:
OpenAI

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
“Rory?” The single syllable struck like a gauntlet thrown. I stood with a damp cloth in my hand, remnants of spilled Scotch gleaming on the polished wood. The green neon above the door buzzed, painting the bar in sallow light. I let the rag drop and crossed the floor. She hadn’t changed entirely—those pale green eyes still held the same cool appraisal—but the rest of her had sharpened into lines and angles. Her hair, once soft curls that fell to her shoulders, lay flat against her skull, bleached to a hue that wouldn’t occur in nature. She wore a charcoal suit that tasted of expense. A stiletto heel tapped the floor once, twice. “I’m not Laila any more.” I stopped a foot from her. The bar’s bourbon glass rattled as I set it down. “You never used it.” She raised one brow. “Aurora Carter, then?” Her voice had shed its Cardiff lilt for something clipped and precise. “It’s been years.” I glanced at the door behind her—no friends waiting, no uniformed regulars looming. The clink of bottles. A low murmur of conversation. Nothing to betray how much I’d trembled the moment she walked in. “I suppose it has,” I said. My own voice felt foreign. She did not smile. “You didn’t write.” I shrugged. The word carried more weight than any apology. I remembered nights when I’d meant to call, when I’d stared at my phone and clicked away. The crease in my left wrist pressed against the scratch on the counter. Childhood accident, I’d always lied to the nurses. Worse to the girls who waited for my calls. “You moved to London,” I said instead. She tapped the marble bar with a manicured nail. “Work, mainly. You know how life unfolds.” I had no answer for that. I knew too well how life bled into something unrecognisable. Behind her, the wall of sepia photographs watched us—men in bowler hats, women draped in pearls. Ghosts of Soho’s past. Silas’s bar held no sympathy for reunion. “Rory,” she said again, soft this time. “I tried—” “Stop.” The word cut sharply. My heart thudded. The bar’s single overhead bulb flickered. I pulled out a stool and sat, keeping my back to the wall. Always my back to the wall. “Sit.” She flicked her gaze to the stool and then lowered herself, one leg crossing the other. A beat passed. Then she cleared her throat. “God, I thought you’d be different.” I slid the glass of whisky across the black marble top. She caught it before it overturned. “Thank you,” she said, voice small. I leaned forward. “And you’re not the girl who’d sneak beer from your father’s office. Or laugh when I burned my hand on the forge at school. You have no idea how often I thought of you.” She took a breath, sipped. The liquid burned amber down her throat. “I kept track,” she said, though her eyes didn’t meet mine. “Of your articles in the student paper. Your debate trophies.” Her nostrils flared as though she scented something amiss. “But after Cardiff… silence.” I traced a circle in the condensation on my glass. “I needed space.” Her finger tapped the rim. “A lot of things changed that summer.” She stared at me as if I were a puzzle missing a piece. “You changed.” “I had to.” My words came too quickly. I flinched and closed my eyes. Past mistakes flashed behind my lids—Evan’s name on every drunken scribble, the bruises I’d hidden under sleeves. The way I’d fled their house with nothing but a suitcase and a prayer. At least Eva—my Eva—had brought me here. She exhaled slowly. “I went to the Bar Finals in London. They accepted me. Walked straight into a firm that chews people alive.” She laughed, a dry bark. “I’d have thought you’d celebrate. Instead you ran.” I lifted my chin. “I had to build something.” Her laugh stopped. “What did you build?” She leaned closer. “This?” She gestured at the bar. “The Raven’s Nest? A front for your next misadventure?” I felt the old sting—her tendency to push me into corners with questions. I studied her face. Sharp cheekbones, hollowed temples. Stress had carved away her curves. The suit hung on her like a uniform. She’d chosen power over warmth. “And you?” I asked. “What did you build, Eva?” She sipped again, finger tracing the scar on my wrist by accident, as if she still knew its shape. Her eyes flickered, caught in the neon glow. “I built my career. My reputation.” She held the glass up to the light and watched the whisky slide. “I defended corporations, high-profile cases. I’ve sat at tables where people decide who lives and who dies.” The bar lights dimmed abruptly. Silas emerged from behind the bookshelf that hid his back room. He paused at the threshold, his right hand brushing the silver signet ring. His hazel eyes swept the room, then settled on us. He gave me a nod that did not reach his eyes. Something in his stance shifted—an old tension stirred. Eva watched him, head turning slightly. “Your friend?” she asked, voice low. I nodded. “Silas Blackwood.” She flicked her eyes back to me. “Spymaster.” I pointed. “Retired. Runs the joint.” He ducked back through the door, replaced the shelf. The neon pulsed. The room felt smaller. Closer. “Do you still talk to him?” she asked. “Here and there.” I stirred the whisky, letting ice collide with glass. “Why?” She swallowed. Then she said something she never would have five years ago: “Because he asked after you.” I froze. The ice crackled. I’d imagined Silas pulling me aside, wanting to know if I’d given up entirely. I’d imagined this moment and prepared every answer except that one. “After me?” I whispered. She nodded. “He left a message. Wanted to know where you’d gone. To hear your voice.” I lifted my gaze from the glass. Her cheeks reddened, as if she’d admitted too much. I should have been furious. Instead my chest squeezed. Guilt, sharpened by surprise. “But you never passed it on,” I said. She shook her head, lips pressed tight. “I got… busy.” Busy. The word tasted bitter. I slid off the stool. My wrist ached where the scar and bar met. I ran fingertips across the mark, felt time ripple through me. “Busy.” I echoed. “I was bleeding and you were busy.” She stood too, tall as a judge on her heels. Our faces hovered inches apart. “I swear I didn’t know,” she said. “I didn’t think—” I backed off. The wood floor creaked. I grabbed the stool again. I stared at her, at the stiff angle of her shoulders. The suit, the heels, the hardness in her eyes. A gulf had yawned between us. “We both messed up,” I said softly. The bar lamps flickered once more. “But you could have called.” She swallowed. “I know.” She looked older than her thirty-two years. She reached out. Her hand hovered above the scar. As if she wanted to touch it. Then she let it fall. “I—I should go.” She backed toward the door, swinging past the high stools. Her heels clicked. She paused at the threshold. “I’m sorry, Rory.” The door handle rattled in her palm. She opened it, hesitated, then disappeared into the street’s rumble. The neon sign buzzed low. I slid the rag under my palm, pressed until my hand trembled less. Silas reappeared, broad shoulders in view. He rested a hand on the bar. The signet ring caught the emerald light. “She was Eva,” I said. He offered me only a glance. His face remained unreadable. Then he turned and vanished through the bookshelf once more. I poured fresh whisky from the bottle and watched it fill. Every drop screamed unfinished business. My pulse locked to the neon’s flicker. The bar’s door opened again, the latch scraping. I looked up. Three men in dark overcoats filled the doorway. The tallest bore a badge clipped to his lapel. He stepped inside without a word, scanning the room until his gaze locked on me. His hand drifted to the bulge beneath his jacket. I tasted copper. My breath caught. Silas’s voice came from the back room, low and urgent. We heard a click. The tallest man’s eyes narrowed. And then the lights cut out. The neon sputtered and died. Silence swallowed the bar whole.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
21.43% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags28
adverbTagCount5
adverbTags
0"The single syllable struck like [like]"
1"I said instead [instead]"
2"she said again [again]"
3"My words came too [too]"
4"I said softly [softly]"
dialogueSentences55
tagDensity0.509
leniency1
rawRatio0.179
effectiveRatio0.179
82.31% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1413
totalAiIsmAdverbs5
found
0
adverb"sharply"
count1
1
adverb"quickly"
count1
2
adverb"slowly"
count1
3
adverb"slightly"
count1
4
adverb"softly"
count1
highlights
0"sharply"
1"quickly"
2"slowly"
3"slightly"
4"softly"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
8.00% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1413
totalAiIsms26
found
0
word"gleaming"
count1
1
word"lilt"
count1
2
word"looming"
count1
3
word"trembled"
count2
4
word"weight"
count1
5
word"marble"
count2
6
word"flickered"
count3
7
word"flicked"
count2
8
word"amiss"
count1
9
word"silence"
count2
10
word"traced"
count1
11
word"warmth"
count1
12
word"tracing"
count1
13
word"tension"
count1
14
word"pulsed"
count1
15
word"echoed"
count1
16
word"unreadable"
count1
17
word"pulse"
count1
18
word"flicker"
count1
19
word"scanning"
count1
highlights
0"gleaming"
1"lilt"
2"looming"
3"trembled"
4"weight"
5"marble"
6"flickered"
7"flicked"
8"amiss"
9"silence"
10"traced"
11"warmth"
12"tracing"
13"tension"
14"pulsed"
15"echoed"
16"unreadable"
17"pulse"
18"flicker"
19"scanning"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences159
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences159
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences185
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen34
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1402
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions19
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions12
wordCount1127
uniqueNames6
maxNameDensity0.44
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Eva"
discoveredNames
Scotch1
Cardiff1
Soho1
Evan1
Eva3
Silas5
persons
0"Scotch"
1"Evan"
2"Eva"
3"Silas"
places
0"Cardiff"
1"Soho"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences88
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1402
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences185
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs65
mean21.57
std15.25
cv0.707
sampleLengths
09
140
264
325
422
534
611
77
857
97
1016
1143
129
1334
1416
1514
1617
176
1837
1946
2013
2127
2252
2336
249
2525
2640
279
2863
2939
3019
3112
324
338
346
3517
368
3713
3818
3930
404
4116
4229
438
4410
4530
4610
4715
4810
4938
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences159
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs234
matches(empty)
34.75% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount9
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences7
totalSentences185
ratio0.038
matches
0"She hadn’t changed entirely—those pale green eyes still held the same cool appraisal—but the rest of her had sharpened into lines and angles."
1"I glanced at the door behind her—no friends waiting, no uniformed regulars looming."
2"Behind her, the wall of sepia photographs watched us—men in bowler hats, women draped in pearls."
3"Past mistakes flashed behind my lids—Evan’s name on every drunken scribble, the bruises I’d hidden under sleeves."
4"At least Eva—my Eva—had brought me here."
5"I felt the old sting—her tendency to push me into corners with questions."
6"Something in his stance shifted—an old tension stirred."
94.21% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1137
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount53
adverbRatio0.04661389621811785
lyAdverbCount9
lyAdverbRatio0.0079155672823219
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences185
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences185
mean7.58
std5.05
cv0.667
sampleLengths
09
118
213
39
423
524
69
78
811
910
104
114
1215
133
1413
154
165
1712
186
195
204
213
222
238
2417
2513
268
279
287
299
307
316
3210
3316
344
357
367
372
385
393
406
4113
426
431
4416
453
465
476
4811
496
42.97% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats13
diversityRatio0.2864864864864865
totalSentences185
uniqueOpeners53
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount7
totalSentences142
matches
0"Always my back to the"
1"Then she cleared her throat."
2"At least Eva—my Eva—had brought"
3"Then she said something she"
4"Instead my chest squeezed."
5"Then she let it fall."
6"Then he turned and vanished"
ratio0.049
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount85
totalSentences142
matches
0"I stood with a damp"
1"I let the rag drop"
2"She hadn’t changed entirely—those pale"
3"Her hair, once soft curls"
4"She wore a charcoal suit"
5"I stopped a foot from"
6"She raised one brow."
7"Her voice had shed its"
8"I glanced at the door"
9"My own voice felt foreign."
10"She did not smile."
11"I remembered nights when I’d"
12"I said instead"
13"She tapped the marble bar"
14"I had no answer for"
15"I knew too well how"
16"she said again, soft this"
17"My heart thudded."
18"I pulled out a stool"
19"She flicked her gaze to"
ratio0.599
9.30% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount128
totalSentences142
matches
0"The single syllable struck like"
1"I stood with a damp"
2"The green neon above the"
3"I let the rag drop"
4"She hadn’t changed entirely—those pale"
5"Her hair, once soft curls"
6"She wore a charcoal suit"
7"A stiletto heel tapped the"
8"I stopped a foot from"
9"The bar’s bourbon glass rattled"
10"She raised one brow."
11"Her voice had shed its"
12"I glanced at the door"
13"The clink of bottles."
14"A low murmur of conversation."
15"Nothing to betray how much"
16"My own voice felt foreign."
17"She did not smile."
18"The word carried more weight"
19"I remembered nights when I’d"
ratio0.901
35.21% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences142
matches
0"As if she wanted to"
ratio0.007
79.83% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences34
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"She sipped again, finger tracing the scar on my wrist by accident, as if she still knew its shape."
1"Silas emerged from behind the bookshelf that hid his back room."
2"He gave me a nod that did not reach his eyes."
71.43% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags28
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"she said, voice small"
1"she said, though her eyes didn’t meet mine"
2"she asked, voice low"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags15
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"She laughed (laugh)"
1"I whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences55
tagDensity0.273
leniency0.545
rawRatio0.133
effectiveRatio0.073
79.3145%