Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTR3V5Z6P714SNKD11V7Q20

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10.6s
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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

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--- The door to *The Raven’s Nest* swung open with a *ting* of glass against metal, and the sudden gust of cold air carried the scent of rain-slicked pavement and something sharper—like old books and the faintest hint of gunpowder. Inside, the hum of conversation dropped to a murmur as a woman in a tailored coat stepped inside, her heels clicking against the worn wooden floor. The bartender, a wiry man with a face like a bulldog, didn’t even glance up from polishing a glass. He knew her type. Then the door swung back. Silas Blackwood’s hand shot out, catching the frame just before it banged shut. His fingers, gnarled with age but still quick, gripped the wood tight enough to whiten his knuckles. The air in the bar seemed to still. “Well,” he said, his voice rough as gravel. “If it isn’t the ghost of Cardiff.” A pause. The kind that stretches longer than it should. Then the woman—tall, sharp-angled in a coat that had seen better decades—turned. Her hair was shorter now, cropped in a way that made her jawline look sharper, her cheekbones more pronounced. The black dress she wore was expensive, the kind that whispered *I’ve made it*—or at least, *I’m pretending*. Her eyes, though, were the same. Bright blue, unguarded, like a child’s. “Silas,” she said. And then, because she couldn’t help it, because the years between them had carved something deep into her voice, “You look like hell.” He exhaled through his nose, a sound like a man who’s just been told his favorite dog died. “And you look like you’ve been sleeping with a lawyer.” The bar erupted into laughter. Some of it genuine. Some of it nervous. Silas let go of the door, his limp more pronounced now, and stepped forward. His signet ring caught the dim light, flashing silver. “Come on, then. Last time I saw you, you were still wearing those goddamn Converse.” She laughed, but it was brittle, like a branch snapping under too much weight. “I was twenty-one. I had *standards*.” “You had *dreamers’ eyes*.” He gestured toward the back, where the hidden bookshelf waited. “Or are you too busy counting your pounds now to remember what it was like to have a future?” The words hung between them, heavy as a dropped anchor. She didn’t answer. She didn’t have to. The way she adjusted her grip on her clutch purse—fingers tightening just enough to make the leather creak—said everything. Silas led her through the crowd, his limp barely slowing him. The back room was just as she remembered it: shelves of books that weren’t books, a table scarred from too many elbows, a single lamp that burned too bright. He poured two fingers of whiskey into two glasses, neat, the way he always did. “Sit.” She perched on the edge of a chair, her posture rigid, like she was bracing for an earthquake. “What are you doing here?” “Running a bar.” He slid one glass toward her. “You?” She took it. The amber liquid caught the light, swirling. “Law.” “Ah.” He raised his own glass. “The noble pursuit.” She didn’t drink. Just stared at the glass like it might bite her. “You retired.” “Broke my knee in Prague.” He swirled his drink, the ice clinking. “Thought I’d open a place where people could talk without getting shot.” She laughed, but it was hollow. “Or get *more* shot.” “Depends on the people.” He leaned back, his beard catching the lamplight. “You ever miss it?” The question hung there, unanswered. The kind of question that doesn’t want an answer. It wants a confession. She set the glass down too hard. The ice rattled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Silas studied her. Really studied her. The way her fingers tapped against the armrest, the way her breath hitched when she thought no one was looking. “You still do that.” “Do what?” “Lie.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. “Found this in the back of a file last week. Thought of you.” She didn’t take it. Couldn’t. Her hands were already slick with sweat. It was a photograph. A grainy, yellowed thing. A young woman—her—standing in front of a brick wall, her arm slung around a man with a smirk too wide for his face. The date stamp read *2008*. “Evan,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Evan.” Silas nodded. “The one who made you run.” She stood so fast the chair scraped back. “I didn’t *run*.” “No?” He stood too, his limp more pronounced now. “Then why the hell did you leave Cardiff like your tail was on fire?” Her breath came fast, shallow. “Because I could.” “Because you *had* to.” He stepped closer, his voice dropping to a growl. “You were going to be a barrister, weren’t you? Big plans. Big dreams. Then you met him, and suddenly you were delivering takeout in London like you’d been kicked in the teeth.” She swallowed. Hard. “It wasn’t like that.” “Wasn’t it?” He tossed the photo onto the table. “Because I remember you. The girl who read *War and Peace* for fun. Who argued politics with her father over dinner. Who thought the world was hers to change.” Her hands clenched into fists. “I *did* change it.” “No.” He shook his head. “You let someone else change *you*.” His voice dropped, softer now, but no less sharp. “You let him break you.” She laughed, but it was a sound like a dying animal. “He didn’t break me. I just… didn’t need the law anymore.” “Didn’t need it?” Silas’s voice was ice. “Or couldn’t afford it?” She opened her mouth. Closed it. The silence between them was a physical thing, pressing down like a weight. “You know,” she said finally, her voice raw, “I used to think you were the only one who saw me.” Silas didn’t answer. He didn’t have to. The way he looked at her—really looked at her—said everything. Outside, a car horn blared. The rain started again, drumming against the windows like a metronome counting down to something. She should have left then. She should have walked out the door and never looked back. But she didn’t. Because for the first time in years, she wanted to hear what he had to say. “What happened to you?” she asked. Silas exhaled, long and slow. “I got old.” “No.” She shook her head. “I mean—what *really* happened?” He looked at her. Really looked at her. The way a man looks at a woman he once loved, and realizes she’s no longer the same. “Prague,” he said. “A job went sideways. A woman got killed. I got left behind.” “And you just… stopped?” “Stopped what?” He spread his hands. “Running? Fighting? No. I just realized some battles aren’t worth winning.” She studied him. The lines around his eyes. The way his hands trembled when he thought no one was looking. The man who had once been her hero, her mentor, her friend—wasn’t the same. But neither was she. “You ever think about coming back?” she asked. Silas laughed, but there was no humor in it. “To Cardiff? To the life I left behind? No.” “Then what are you doing here?” He looked at her, really looked at her, and for a moment, she thought she saw something in his eyes—something like regret. “Waiting,” he said. “For the right fight.” She should have left then. She should have walked out the door and never looked back. But she didn’t. Because for the first time in years, she wanted to hear what he had to say. And because the door to the back room had just swung open behind her. Silas didn’t move. Didn’t react. But his fingers twitched, just once, toward the pocket where his old pistol used to sit. And then the lights flickered. Once. Twice. And then— Darkness.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags23
adverbTagCount3
adverbTags
0"He leaned back [back]"
1"He stood too [too]"
2"she said finally [finally]"
dialogueSentences61
tagDensity0.377
leniency0.754
rawRatio0.13
effectiveRatio0.098
73.76% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1334
totalAiIsmAdverbs7
found
0
adverb"really"
count5
1
adverb"barely above a whisper"
count1
2
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"really"
1"barely above a whisper"
2"suddenly"
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)
77.51% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1334
totalAiIsms6
found
0
word"weight"
count2
1
word"whisper"
count1
2
word"silence"
count1
3
word"trembled"
count1
4
word"flickered"
count1
highlights
0"weight"
1"whisper"
2"silence"
3"trembled"
4"flickered"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"clenched jaw/fists"
count1
highlights
0"clenched into fists"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences116
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences116
filterMatches
0"look"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences153
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen40
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans14
markdownWords22
totalWords1320
ratio0.017
matches
0"The Raven’s Nest"
1"ting"
2"I’ve made it"
3"I’m pretending"
4"standards"
5"dreamers’ eyes"
6"more"
7"2008"
8"run"
9"had"
10"War and Peace"
11"did"
12"you"
13"really"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions13
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
98.08% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions13
wordCount963
uniqueNames4
maxNameDensity1.04
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Raven1
Blackwood1
Silas10
Darkness1
persons
0"Blackwood"
1"Silas"
places
0"Raven"
globalScore0.981
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences59
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"something like regret"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1320
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences153
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs72
mean18.33
std15.41
cv0.841
sampleLengths
01
188
25
338
415
510
661
726
828
951
1020
1133
1236
1356
1423
1510
1611
179
1815
1924
2010
2116
2218
2317
2430
252
2627
2712
2836
299
309
3111
3223
338
3445
357
3638
379
3825
3922
4011
4119
4220
4317
4420
4516
463
4716
486
498
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences116
matches
0"been told"
91.30% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs184
matches
0"was bracing"
1"was looking"
2"was looking"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount13
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences9
totalSentences153
ratio0.059
matches
0"The door to *The Raven’s Nest* swung open with a *ting* of glass against metal, and the sudden gust of cold air carried the scent of rain-slicked pavement and something sharper—like old books and the faintest hint of gunpowder."
1"Then the woman—tall, sharp-angled in a coat that had seen better decades—turned."
2"The black dress she wore was expensive, the kind that whispered *I’ve made it*—or at least, *I’m pretending*."
3"The way she adjusted her grip on her clutch purse—fingers tightening just enough to make the leather creak—said everything."
4"A young woman—her—standing in front of a brick wall, her arm slung around a man with a smirk too wide for his face."
5"The way he looked at her—really looked at her—said everything."
6"The man who had once been her hero, her mentor, her friend—wasn’t the same."
7"He looked at her, really looked at her, and for a moment, she thought she saw something in his eyes—something like regret."
8"And then—"
91.07% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount976
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount49
adverbRatio0.050204918032786885
lyAdverbCount7
lyAdverbRatio0.007172131147540984
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences153
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences153
mean8.62
std6.84
cv0.793
sampleLengths
039
126
219
34
45
513
617
78
88
97
102
118
1212
1319
1418
156
166
173
1823
1918
2010
215
224
234
2414
259
2615
2714
286
2914
3019
3110
323
334
3419
3511
3629
3715
381
3918
405
419
421
433
447
451
466
473
483
4910
47.28% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats11
diversityRatio0.32679738562091504
totalSentences153
uniqueOpeners50
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount6
totalSentences100
matches
0"Then the door swung back."
1"Then the woman—tall, sharp-angled in"
2"Bright blue, unguarded, like a"
3"Just stared at the glass"
4"Really studied her."
5"Really looked at her."
ratio0.06
28.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount48
totalSentences100
matches
0"He knew her type."
1"His fingers, gnarled with age"
2"he said, his voice rough"
3"Her hair was shorter now,"
4"Her eyes, though, were the"
5"He exhaled through his nose,"
6"His signet ring caught the"
7"She laughed, but it was"
8"He gestured toward the back,"
9"She didn’t answer."
10"She didn’t have to."
11"He poured two fingers of"
12"She perched on the edge"
13"He slid one glass toward"
14"She took it."
15"He raised his own glass"
16"She didn’t drink."
17"He swirled his drink, the"
18"She laughed, but it was"
19"He leaned back, his beard"
ratio0.48
45.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount83
totalSentences100
matches
0"The door to *The Raven’s"
1"The bartender, a wiry man"
2"He knew her type."
3"Silas Blackwood’s hand shot out,"
4"His fingers, gnarled with age"
5"The air in the bar"
6"he said, his voice rough"
7"The kind that stretches longer"
8"Her hair was shorter now,"
9"The black dress she wore"
10"Her eyes, though, were the"
11"He exhaled through his nose,"
12"The bar erupted into laughter."
13"Some of it genuine."
14"Some of it nervous."
15"Silas let go of the"
16"His signet ring caught the"
17"She laughed, but it was"
18"He gestured toward the back,"
19"The words hung between them,"
ratio0.83
100.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount2
totalSentences100
matches
0"Because for the first time"
1"Because for the first time"
ratio0.02
16.81% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences34
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"Then the woman—tall, sharp-angled in a coat that had seen better decades—turned."
1"Her hair was shorter now, cropped in a way that made her jawline look sharper, her cheekbones more pronounced."
2"The black dress she wore was expensive, the kind that whispered *I’ve made it*—or at least, *I’m pretending*."
3"He exhaled through his nose, a sound like a man who’s just been told his favorite dog died."
4"The back room was just as she remembered it: shelves of books that weren’t books, a table scarred from too many elbows, a single lamp that burned too bright."
5"The man who had once been her hero, her mentor, her friend—wasn’t the same."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags23
uselessAdditionCount6
matches
0"he said, his voice rough as gravel"
1"He swirled, the ice clinking"
2"He leaned back, his beard catching the lamplight"
3"she said, her voice barely above a whisper"
4"He stepped, his voice dropping to a growl"
5"she said finally, her voice raw,"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags8
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences61
tagDensity0.131
leniency0.262
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
82.2937%