Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTRPPV9CKA2JDSBEWY55BTC

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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

AI
The glass slipped from Rory's fingers before she could catch it, shattering against the polished oak of the bar top. Not just any glass—a tumbler from Silas' prized 1920s collection. She'd pulled one from the shelf without thinking, the late shift leaving her hands clumsy with exhaustion. "Shit, sorry, Si." Rory hurried to scoop up the larger fragments, her fingertips ghosting over the jagged edges. Silas appeared with a dustpan, his silver signet ring catching the dim bar lights as he waved her hands away. "Leave it. You'll slice your fingers to ribbons." "I wasn't thinking." Rory stepped back, wincing as Silas knelt with a grimace, his bad knee clearly protesting. "Thinking's overrated. Especially at—" he checked his watch, "half-one in the morning. Long delivery shift?" "Yu-Fei had me running food all over Camden. Tourist season." She leaned against the bar, watching him sweep up the remnants of her mistake. The Raven's Nest was nearly empty now, just a couple of regulars nursing their last drinks in the corner booth beneath a faded map of Cold War Berlin. "Pour yourself something decent and go upstairs. You look dead on your feet." Rory's fingers brushed the small crescent scar on her left wrist—an old tell she'd never managed to shake. "Just a quick one. Something happened today." Silas stood with effort, depositing the glass shards in the bin behind the bar. He didn't press, just selected a bottle and poured two fingers of amber liquid. "Evan texted." She accepted the whisky, the smooth burn doing little to settle her nerves. "He's in London." Silas' expression hardened minutely, the only sign that he remembered the stories she'd told him about her ex. "Does he know where you—" The door swung open, bringing with it a gust of night air and the distant sound of Soho revelry. Rory glanced over, then froze, the glass halfway to her lips. "We're closing," Silas called automatically. "Just one drink." The man at the door stepped into the light. "Been a while since I've been in London. Wanted to see if this place was as good as I remembered." Rory felt her chest constrict. The voice had changed—deeper, more confident—but unmistakable. "James?" The man stopped, squinting through the dim light. His face transformed, breaking into a smile that was both familiar and strange. "Christ. Rory Carter? Is that really you?" James Walker. Her university debate partner. The one who'd talked her through her first breakup, who'd helped her cram for finals with flash cards and terrible jokes. The friend who'd vanished without explanation five years ago, leaving nothing but a brief message saying he needed space. He looked different. The lanky awkwardness had given way to something more solid. Designer suit. Expensive watch. Hair styled with precision rather than neglect. But his eyes—those were the same, dark and quick, missing nothing. "What are you doing here?" Rory set her glass down, unsure whether to hug him or keep her distance. "Client meeting. Finance stuff, boring as hell." He approached the bar, glancing between her and Silas. "I didn't know you worked here." "I live here. Upstairs." She gestured vaguely at the ceiling. "Work elsewhere, mostly." "Law firm?" James settled onto a stool two spaces down, maintaining a careful distance. Rory laughed, the sound sharper than she'd intended. "Delivery driver, actually." Something flickered across his face—surprise, disappointment? "Oh. I just assumed—" "Law school didn't work out." She took a deliberate sip of whisky. "What'll you have?" James looked to Silas. "Macallan 18, if you have it." Silas raised an eyebrow but reached for a bottle on the top shelf. "Edinburgh treating you well, then?" Rory asked. The last she'd heard, James had taken an entry-level position at a Scottish investment firm. "London now, actually. Made partner last year." He accepted the whisky from Silas with a nod. "Specialty division. High net worth individuals." "Congratulations." "Thanks." The silence stretched between them, five years wide. "I'll give you two some privacy." Silas caught Rory's eye, a silent question there: *You okay with this?* She nodded, and he limped toward the back office, pausing to tell the last lingering customers it was time to settle up. "So." James swirled his drink. "Delivery driver." "Food. For Golden Empress in Chinatown. The owner's decent." "That's... not what I pictured for you." He took a sip, eyes never leaving her face. "You were brilliant, Rory. Top of the class." "Things change." "Clearly." He glanced around the bar, taking in the black-and-white photographs, the worn leather stools. "How long have you been here?" "Two years, give or take." "And before that?" "Cardiff. Then a bad relationship. Then here." She kept her tone light, but her fingers found her scar again, tracing its familiar curve. James noticed the gesture, his expression softening. "I'm sorry. About disappearing. It wasn't... I wasn't in a good place." Rory felt an old hurt stir, one she'd buried beneath new friendships and the daily grind of survival. "You could have said something. Anything." "I know." He set his glass down. "I got offered the Edinburgh position and just... ran with it. Things were getting complicated." "Complicated." "Between us." He met her gaze directly. "You must have felt it too." Rory remembered their last night together—a celebration dinner after finals. The lingering touches, the way their conversation had flowed effortlessly into the early hours. The almost-kiss outside her flat, interrupted by a group of drunken students stumbling past. "You disappeared because you thought I might fancy you?" "Because I knew I was falling for you." His voice dropped. "And I knew where I was headed. The hours, the lifestyle. It wasn't fair." "So you made that decision for both of us." Rory's grip tightened on her glass. "Very noble." James' jaw tightened. "I was twenty-three and scared. My father had just died, the firm was dangling this opportunity, and I—" He stopped, running a hand through his perfectly styled hair. "I fucked up. I know that." Silas emerged from the back, keys jingling. "Need to lock up soon." "I should go." James finished his drink in one swift motion. "My card." He placed it on the bar, along with a fifty-pound note that would have covered several more expensive whiskies than the one he'd had. "For both drinks. And a replacement for whatever she broke earlier." Rory bristled. "I can pay for my own messes." "Force of habit." He stood, straightening his jacket. "It was good seeing you, Rory." "Was it?" The challenge hung in the air between them. For a moment, the polished veneer cracked, and she caught a glimpse of the old James—uncertain, sincere. "Yes." He hesitated. "Would you... maybe get coffee sometime? Catch up properly?" Rory studied him, this stranger wearing her friend's face. The expensive suit. The confidence that bordered on arrogance. The casual way he'd thrown down that fifty. "Why?" The question came out more vulnerable than she'd intended. "Because I've spent five years wondering if I made the right choice." His gaze was steady now. "Because sometimes I'm in meetings with men who make seven figures and all I can think about is that night we stayed up arguing about Kant until the sun came up." Silas cleared his throat. "I'll be in the back. Lock up when you're done." As he retreated, James moved closer, taking the stool beside her now. "I made partner because I'm good at what I do. But I hate most of my colleagues. They talk about people like they're just numbers on a spreadsheet." "People like me, you mean." "That's not—" "It's fine, James. We've grown up. Gone different ways." "Have we?" He leaned in, close enough that she could smell his cologne—something expensive, sandalwood and citrus. "Tell me you're happy, Rory. Tell me you're living the life you wanted, and I'll walk away." The question landed like a physical blow. Happy? She thought of her tiny flat upstairs. The delivery job that barely covered her bills. The law degree gathering dust. The nightmares about Evan that still woke her sometimes. "I'm safe," she said finally. "That counts for something." James' expression changed, understanding dawning. "The bad relationship you mentioned..." "Let's not." Rory shook her head. "Ancient history." "Is it?" He glanced at her wrist, at the nervous way her fingers kept returning to the scar. "When did you leave Cardiff?" "Three years ago." "Because of him?" She didn't answer, but her silence was confirmation enough. "Christ, Rory." James ran a hand over his face. "While I was climbing the corporate ladder, you were—" "Surviving." She cut him off. "We all do what we have to." The lights flickered—Silas' subtle signal that it was well and truly closing time. "I should go." James hesitated, then pulled out his phone. "Give me your number. Please. Even if it's just to tell me to piss off properly." Rory took the phone, her fingers hovering over the keypad. What would be the point? They lived in different worlds now. "One coffee," she said, typing in her number. "For old times' sake." He took the phone back, their fingers brushing. "I'll call you." "No you won't." She smiled, a genuine one this time. "But that's okay. We're both where we need to be." James stood, the professional mask slipping back into place, but his eyes remained troubled. "Are we?" Before she could answer, the door opened again, and both turned to see who'd arrived at this late hour. Silas emerged from the back room instantly, alert despite the late hour. "We're closed—" The words died as the newcomer stepped into the light. "Sorry to intrude." The man smiled, his gaze fixing on Rory. "I've been looking everywhere for you." Rory's blood ran cold, her fingers instinctively finding the crescent scar. "Evan."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
82.35% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags40
adverbTagCount6
adverbTags
0"Rory stepped back [back]"
1"Silas called automatically [automatically]"
2"She gestured vaguely [vaguely]"
3"He glanced around [around]"
4"she said finally [finally]"
5"James hesitated then [then]"
dialogueSentences102
tagDensity0.392
leniency0.784
rawRatio0.15
effectiveRatio0.118
87.84% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1645
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"really"
count1
1
adverb"very"
count1
2
adverb"perfectly"
count1
3
adverb"truly"
count1
highlights
0"really"
1"very"
2"perfectly"
3"truly"
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)
75.68% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1645
totalAiIsms8
found
0
word"familiar"
count2
1
word"flickered"
count2
2
word"eyebrow"
count1
3
word"silence"
count2
4
word"tracing"
count1
highlights
0"familiar"
1"flickered"
2"eyebrow"
3"silence"
4"tracing"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"blood ran cold"
count1
1
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
0"blood ran cold"
1"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences103
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences103
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"managed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences168
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen31
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords4
totalWords1627
ratio0.002
matches
0"You okay with this?"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions14
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
53.65% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions52
wordCount986
uniqueNames12
maxNameDensity1.93
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory19
Silas12
Raven1
Nest1
Cold1
War1
Berlin1
Soho1
Walker1
James12
Scottish1
Evan1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Silas"
2"Raven"
3"Walker"
4"James"
5"Evan"
places
0"Berlin"
1"Soho"
2"Scottish"
globalScore0.537
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences76
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1627
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences168
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs92
mean17.68
std11.74
cv0.664
sampleLengths
047
118
228
318
415
552
613
725
828
918
1023
1130
125
1332
1412
151
1621
177
1846
1935
2019
2122
2213
2314
2411
2510
2615
2710
2813
2922
3022
311
321
338
3418
3522
367
379
3824
392
4021
415
423
4323
4419
4524
4622
471
4813
4938
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences103
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs173
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount10
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences9
totalSentences168
ratio0.054
matches
0"Not just any glass—a tumbler from Silas' prized 1920s collection."
1"Rory's fingers brushed the small crescent scar on her left wrist—an old tell she'd never managed to shake."
2"The voice had changed—deeper, more confident—but unmistakable."
3"But his eyes—those were the same, dark and quick, missing nothing."
4"Something flickered across his face—surprise, disappointment?"
5"Rory remembered their last night together—a celebration dinner after finals."
6"For a moment, the polished veneer cracked, and she caught a glimpse of the old James—uncertain, sincere."
7"\"Have we?\" He leaned in, close enough that she could smell his cologne—something expensive, sandalwood and citrus."
8"The lights flickered—Silas' subtle signal that it was well and truly closing time."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount508
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount20
adverbRatio0.03937007874015748
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.00984251968503937
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences168
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences168
mean9.68
std6.39
cv0.66
sampleLengths
020
110
217
318
420
58
618
715
824
928
1013
1118
127
1314
1414
1515
163
1718
185
1919
2011
215
2212
2320
245
257
261
278
2813
297
302
314
3221
3319
343
3510
362
372
387
3911
4019
4116
426
4310
443
4514
468
473
486
494
73.41% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.47619047619047616
totalSentences168
uniqueOpeners80
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences96
matches(empty)
ratio0
82.50% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount33
totalSentences96
matches
0"She'd pulled one from the"
1"he checked his watch"
2"She leaned against the bar,"
3"He didn't press, just selected"
4"She accepted the whisky, the"
5"His face transformed, breaking into"
6"Her university debate partner."
7"He looked different."
8"He approached the bar, glancing"
9"She gestured vaguely at the"
10"She took a deliberate sip"
11"He accepted the whisky from"
12"She nodded, and he limped"
13"He took a sip, eyes"
14"He glanced around the bar,"
15"She kept her tone light,"
16"He set his glass down"
17"He met her gaze directly"
18"His voice dropped"
19"He stopped, running a hand"
ratio0.344
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount90
totalSentences96
matches
0"The glass slipped from Rory's"
1"She'd pulled one from the"
2"Rory hurried to scoop up"
3"Silas appeared with a dustpan,"
4"Rory stepped back, wincing as"
5"he checked his watch"
6"She leaned against the bar,"
7"The Raven's Nest was nearly"
8"Rory's fingers brushed the small"
9"Silas stood with effort, depositing"
10"He didn't press, just selected"
11"She accepted the whisky, the"
12"The door swung open, bringing"
13"Rory glanced over, then froze,"
14"Silas called automatically"
15"The man at the door"
16"Rory felt her chest constrict."
17"The voice had changed—deeper, more"
18"The man stopped, squinting through"
19"His face transformed, breaking into"
ratio0.938
52.08% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences96
matches
0"Before she could answer, the"
ratio0.01
93.60% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences29
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"His face transformed, breaking into a smile that was both familiar and strange."
1"The one who'd talked her through her first breakup, who'd helped her cram for finals with flash cards and terrible jokes."
62.50% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags40
uselessAdditionCount5
matches
0"Rory hurried, her fingertips ghosting over the jagged edges"
1"She accepted, the smooth burn doing little to settle her nerves"
2"He took, eyes never leaving her face"
3"She kept, but her fingers found her scar again, tracing its familiar curve"
4"The man smiled, his gaze fixing on Rory"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences102
tagDensity0.039
leniency0.078
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
81.0096%