Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTRE1Y016M2B7JSNQ0C9H9R

Run Details

Duration:
32.9s
Cost:
$0.001547

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
“Why the hell are you back here?” The question sliced through the murmur of conversation, sharp enough to halt laughter mid-chortle. Aurora—Rory to those fortunate enough to claim her confidence—stiffened, the flicker of recognition igniting every nerve in her body. She didn’t need to look up to know who had conjured those words from the shadows of memory. “Nice to see you too, Ethan.” She arched an eyebrow, making a feeble attempt at cool indifference. A glass of gin fizz lay before her, untouched, fruit floating lifelessly on the surface as if sensing the gravity of the moment. Rory made a point not to study his younger self in the dim light of The Raven's Nest. Just the chill in that voice sent a shiver down her spine, light like a winter's breeze but with an edge that cut. “I thought you’d skipped town for good,” he retorted, slipping onto the stool beside her with the grace of someone who once belonged. His presence loomed larger than life, despite the years intervening. He was still tall, still confident, but there was an air about him—an almost desperate bravado that felt foreign, mismatched against the gritty backdrop of Soho. The well-tailored blazer did little to cover the hollowness pinching at his cheeks, eyes shadowed beneath the neon glow, revealing too many late nights and unchecked indulgences. “In a sense, I did.” Yet Rory couldn’t deny the weight of nostalgia pressing against her chest like the stack of bills she’d been meticulously ignoring. “But some of us have to make a living,” she added, lips curling upward insincerely, her voice spiked with an internal bitterness. “Making a living delivering takeaways, is it?” Ethan plunged in, not missing a beat. “How… quaint.” “Ah, so you’re keeping tabs.” She took a sip, the fizz a momentary distraction from the escalating tension. The sour fizz of regret sang on her tongue, but she swallowed it down. The bar, a refuge for many, buzzed faintly with chatter and clinking glassware; a world she scarcely inhabited anymore. “You never struck me as the type to slip into obscurity.” His fingers drummed the countertop, a rhythm she recognised. They had played this game before. Boyhood summers, all stolen afternoons and secret whispers, an inside joke sealed with a pact—never to become these versions of themselves. “You’d know, wouldn’t you?” Rory countered, frowning. “The brilliant, up-and-coming filmmaker held captive by the London social scene…” “Don’t flatter yourself.” He rolled his eyes, though there was no bite behind them. “I’ve been around the world, Rory. I’ve changed.” “Too bad you still need a cocktail to say hello.” She frowned at the slight tremor in his otherwise steady grip. Beneath the bar's surfaces laden with secrets and stories, their past lingered like a spectre awaiting revelation. He scoffed, humour peeling back the layers of tension. “At least I have a direction. What’s your excuse? Running a takeout service? You know that’s not a career path.” “Easier than running from everywhere I’ve been.” Her retort landed like a punch, the air thick with unbridled honesty which they both had evaded for so long. Not the casual exchanges of old, but the raw, aching admissions that could devour friendship whole. Ethan turned, leaning in closer, the heat of his breath mingling with a cloud of confusion. “You fled," he said softly, the bravado melting away into something softer, more genuine. "More than just the city. You fled from what we were.” “And from who you became,” she shot back. "You know that.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” His eyes narrowed, a flash of defensiveness sparking just beneath the surface. “Last I heard, you were all art-house and accolades. Now look at you.” Rory’s voice dropped, edged with frustration. The Ethan she remembered did not wear the shadows as seamlessly as he did now. “Right, like you don’t judge. I know you. I thought you would’ve become something grand—” he pressed, fingers now bracing the edge of the bar as if reassuring himself of its sturdy presence. Only the bartender caught the charge in the air. He knelt to wipe down the counter, eyes glancing furtively in their direction, sensing the storm brewing but keeping his own counsel, not wanting to disrupt whatever moment was unfolding. “No one promised that.” Rory pulled back, indignant. Regret dripped from her words like the condensation on her glass. “But you’re just all facade now—playing at what you should be instead of being it. It’s like you dress up for the role.” “Same could be said for you, Laila,” he replied, a name hung like a ghost between them, slipping out as easily as it had been locked away. “Hiding in this... this hole-in-the-wall? It’s charming.” “Don’t patronise me.” The words tasted bitter, and she knew they were true. Ethan laughed, though it was hollow, more a mechanism of self-defence than genuine amusement. “If the ‘charms’ of this place were all that I wanted, I would’ve parked my Arthouse fantasies here ages ago.” “Tell me, how’s the city made you?” She leaned back against the bar, crossing her arms defiantly, their eyes colliding in a stubborn dance. “You should’ve been part of that world, not darting about dodging old shards of life.” The challenge flickered in his gaze. “Maybe I should’ve,” she conceded, gaze betraying vulnerability beneath her bravado. “Then I wouldn’t be here, drinking trapped ambitions.” “I think we both know that’s not true.” He cocked his head, the question more an accusation. “It’s fear that keeps you hidden. Fear of who you’ve become.” “Everything tastes like someone else’s mistake now.” Rory exhaled sharply, memories crowding her like phantoms—snatched moments from their shared childhood, the fragile joy seeming a lifetime ago. They had been reckless then, full of promise, dreams that swelled between them like tides. “Maybe it’s clearer now.” Ethan leaned closer, his voice an undertow beneath their rising tension. “Maybe it’s you who keeps drawing those lines.” “What do you know?” Her voice trembled, revealing too much of the vulnerability she’d kept locked down. “You’re the one who’s made a name for yourself. Look at you—a suitable toothpick for cocky directors.” “The one thing you can’t escape is you, Rory. And yet, here you are, measuring your worth against mine.” He pressed a finger into the countertop, steadying himself. “How’s that working for you?” “Dull? Correct,” she replied. “But maybe it’s time I stop pretending every chance I took was the right one and admit I traded everything in to be... safe.” “Safe? Is that what you think?” His voice dropped, carrying the weight of revelation. “You turned your back on—” “On what? Your version of success?” She pushed back, features taut with challenge. “Newsflash, that idealised success is a sham. A fancy veneer over the sadness that lies inside.” “Is that so?” His challenge was low, as if the price of their shared history hung on a precipice. Embers crackled quietly between their shared regrets, lingering, igniting as the realisation washed over him—something untethered and raw wove itself into their discourse. “Who are we now? Just two washed-up sailors still navigating our way around the same old sea.” She leaned closer, staring past him, through the layers of façade they’d constructed to shield themselves from each other’s truths. “No, Rory,” he replied, voice steady. “We’re lost mariners, trying to uncover the way to a more honest existence. The world changed, and we’re just... castaways trying to sound out our paths.” “Easier to drown like that,” Rory whispered, the tension palpable between them, spiralling tighter. She felt the pulsating heartbeat of unanswered questions, stirring something visceral just beneath the surface—a desire to breach the chasm that had opened with years apart, a willingness to dare. The moment hung delicately in the air as time carved its legacy between them, shadows pooling around silences thick enough to drown in, suffused with the save-for-later hopes of what could have been. “Why do we keep doing this?” His voice cracked slightly, hinting at the fleeting vulnerability she feared would lead to estrangement. “Rory, we’ve become something... detached. But I’d rather fight for the drift than hide in silence.” The call of the familiar swelled, heartbeats synchronising in a shared rhythm, an offering amidst the turmoil. “I don’t know if I can,” she murmured softly, the truth raw and trembling on her lips. Then, with the swiftness of thunder, a crash echoed from the back of The Raven’s Nest, drawing both their attention like moths to a flame. Glass shattered, laughter turned to gasps, and beneath the bellowing uproar, the kindling of chaos ignited in the corner—a fight, a monumental shift unfolding, as flames of discord ignited their shared history, and all they were, now lost in the fray had begun to resurface. The confrontations they had skirted around lay buried beneath layers of doubt, about to erupt, and somewhere deep, both wondered if they’d find the courage to face each other amidst the wreckage.
total_cost0.00154688

Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
0.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags37
adverbTagCount8
adverbTags
0"Her retort landed like [like]"
1"he said softly [softly]"
2"Rory pulled back [back]"
3"She leaned back [back]"
4"Rory exhaled sharply [sharply]"
5"She pushed back [back]"
6"His voice cracked slightly [slightly]"
7"she murmured softly [softly]"
dialogueSentences56
tagDensity0.661
leniency1
rawRatio0.216
effectiveRatio0.216
86.82% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1518
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"softly"
count2
1
adverb"sharply"
count1
2
adverb"slightly"
count1
highlights
0"softly"
1"sharply"
2"slightly"
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)
7.77% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1518
totalAiIsms28
found
0
word"flicker"
count1
1
word"eyebrow"
count1
2
word"chill"
count1
3
word"down her spine"
count1
4
word"loomed"
count1
5
word"weight"
count2
6
word"tension"
count4
7
word"sturdy"
count1
8
word"disrupt"
count1
9
word"facade"
count1
10
word"dance"
count1
11
word"flickered"
count1
12
word"trembled"
count1
13
word"navigating"
count1
14
word"constructed"
count1
15
word"palpable"
count1
16
word"desire"
count1
17
word"fleeting"
count1
18
word"silence"
count1
19
word"familiar"
count1
20
word"amidst"
count2
21
word"echoed"
count1
22
word"shattered"
count1
highlights
0"flicker"
1"eyebrow"
2"chill"
3"down her spine"
4"loomed"
5"weight"
6"tension"
7"sturdy"
8"disrupt"
9"facade"
10"dance"
11"flickered"
12"trembled"
13"navigating"
14"constructed"
15"palpable"
16"desire"
17"fleeting"
18"silence"
19"familiar"
20"amidst"
21"echoed"
22"shattered"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
1
label"sent a shiver through"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
1"sent a shiver down"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences66
matches
0"d with frustration"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences66
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences85
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen46
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1496
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions18
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions21
wordCount1000
uniqueNames8
maxNameDensity0.8
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Aurora1
Rory8
Raven2
Nest2
Soho1
Ethan5
Regret1
Embers1
persons
0"Aurora"
1"Rory"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Ethan"
5"Regret"
6"Embers"
places
0"Soho"
globalScore1
windowScore1
68.03% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences61
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"as if sensing the gravity of the moment"
1"as if reassuring himself of its sturdy presence"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.668
wordCount1496
matches
0"Not the casual exchanges of old, but the raw, aching admissions"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences85
matches(empty)
91.02% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs43
mean34.79
std16.3
cv0.469
sampleLengths
058
181
286
348
416
551
647
718
822
938
1029
1143
1241
1311
1417
1534
1633
1739
1842
1934
2013
2134
2224
2321
2419
2528
2642
2723
2834
2933
3028
3119
3229
3342
3437
3532
3644
3733
3837
3917
4017
4170
4232
99.95% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences66
matches
0"been locked"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs172
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount8
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences8
totalSentences85
ratio0.094
matches
0"Aurora—Rory to those fortunate enough to claim her confidence—stiffened, the flicker of recognition igniting every nerve in her body."
1"He was still tall, still confident, but there was an air about him—an almost desperate bravado that felt foreign, mismatched against the gritty backdrop of Soho."
2"The bar, a refuge for many, buzzed faintly with chatter and clinking glassware; a world she scarcely inhabited anymore."
3"Boyhood summers, all stolen afternoons and secret whispers, an inside joke sealed with a pact—never to become these versions of themselves."
4"“Everything tastes like someone else’s mistake now.” Rory exhaled sharply, memories crowding her like phantoms—snatched moments from their shared childhood, the fragile joy seeming a lifetime ago."
5"Embers crackled quietly between their shared regrets, lingering, igniting as the realisation washed over him—something untethered and raw wove itself into their discourse."
6"She felt the pulsating heartbeat of unanswered questions, stirring something visceral just beneath the surface—a desire to breach the chasm that had opened with years apart, a willingness to dare."
7"Glass shattered, laughter turned to gasps, and beneath the bellowing uproar, the kindling of chaos ignited in the corner—a fight, a monumental shift unfolding, as flames of discord ignited their shared history, and all they were, now lost in the fray had begun to resurface."
84.08% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1013
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"save-for-later hopes"
adverbCount52
adverbRatio0.05133267522211254
lyAdverbCount16
lyAdverbRatio0.01579466929911155
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences85
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences85
mean17.6
std8.17
cv0.464
sampleLengths
021
119
218
317
423
518
623
723
810
926
1027
1126
1222
1314
142
1518
1614
1719
1820
196
2021
217
2211
2314
248
2521
2617
279
2820
2927
3016
3116
3214
3311
348
353
3617
3719
3815
3933
409
4130
428
4311
4423
4527
467
4713
4814
4920
97.65% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats2
diversityRatio0.6
totalSentences85
uniqueOpeners51
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences65
matches
0"Just the chill in that"
1"Only the bartender caught the"
2"Then, with the swiftness of"
ratio0.046
16.92% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount33
totalSentences65
matches
0"She didn’t need to look"
1"She arched an eyebrow, making"
2"he retorted, slipping onto the"
3"His presence loomed larger than"
4"He was still tall, still"
5"she added, lips curling upward"
6"She took a sip, the"
7"His fingers drummed the countertop,"
8"They had played this game"
9"He rolled his eyes, though"
10"She frowned at the slight"
11"He scoffed, humour peeling back"
12"Her retort landed like a"
13"he said softly, the bravado"
14"she shot back"
15"His eyes narrowed, a flash"
16"he pressed, fingers now bracing"
17"He knelt to wipe down"
18"he replied, a name hung"
19"She leaned back against the"
ratio0.508
6.15% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount59
totalSentences65
matches
0"The question sliced through the"
1"Aurora—Rory to those fortunate enough"
2"She didn’t need to look"
3"She arched an eyebrow, making"
4"A glass of gin fizz"
5"Rory made a point not"
6"he retorted, slipping onto the"
7"His presence loomed larger than"
8"He was still tall, still"
9"The well-tailored blazer did little"
10"she added, lips curling upward"
11"Ethan plunged in, not missing"
12"She took a sip, the"
13"The sour fizz of regret"
14"The bar, a refuge for"
15"His fingers drummed the countertop,"
16"They had played this game"
17"Boyhood summers, all stolen afternoons"
18"Rory countered, frowning"
19"He rolled his eyes, though"
ratio0.908
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences65
matches(empty)
ratio0
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences26
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"A glass of gin fizz lay before her, untouched, fruit floating lifelessly on the surface as if sensing the gravity of the moment."
1"He was still tall, still confident, but there was an air about him—an almost desperate bravado that felt foreign, mismatched against the gritty backdrop of Soho…"
2"Not the casual exchanges of old, but the raw, aching admissions that could devour friendship whole."
3"Ethan turned, leaning in closer, the heat of his breath mingling with a cloud of confusion."
4"He knelt to wipe down the counter, eyes glancing furtively in their direction, sensing the storm brewing but keeping his own counsel, not wanting to disrupt wha…"
5"She felt the pulsating heartbeat of unanswered questions, stirring something visceral just beneath the surface—a desire to breach the chasm that had opened with…"
16.89% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags37
uselessAdditionCount8
matches
0"Ethan plunged in, not missing a beat"
1"he said softly, the bravado melting away into something softer, more genuine"
2"His eyes narrowed, a flash of defensiveness sparking just beneath the surface"
3"Rory pulled back, indignant"
4"she conceded, gaze betraying vulnerability beneath her bravado"
5"He cocked, the question more an accusation"
6"Ethan leaned, his voice an undertow beneath their rising tension"
7"he replied, voice steady"
25.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags11
fancyCount7
fancyTags
0"he retorted (retort)"
1"she added (add)"
2"he pressed (press)"
3"she conceded (concede)"
4"He pressed (press)"
5"Rory whispered (whisper)"
6"she murmured softly (murmur)"
dialogueSentences56
tagDensity0.196
leniency0.393
rawRatio0.636
effectiveRatio0.25
68.8988%