Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTX1T9P6YA7QAT4PGNTDF88

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1m 7s
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$0.087240
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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 and hit the bar top with a crack that split the ambient noise clean in half. Not because she'd had too much. She'd barely touched the gin. But the woman who'd just walked into The Raven's Nest wore Eva Madigan's face on a stranger's body, and Rory's hands had decided, independent of reason, to stop working. Eva had always been sharp angles and restless energy, the kind of person who talked with her whole body and filled a room by walking through the door. The woman standing in the entrance held herself like she was borrowing space, shoulders drawn in, chin tucked. She wore a charcoal wool coat that cost more than Rory's monthly rent, her auburn hair pulled into something architectural and deliberate. The old Eva would have called it pretentious. Their eyes met across the dim length of the bar. Recognition landed between them like a dropped plate. "Rory?" "Eva." Neither of them moved. Behind the bar, Silas glanced up from polishing a tumbler, his hazel eyes tracking the exchange with the quiet assessment he brought to everything. The green neon sign outside threw its sickly light through the window, catching the edge of Eva's coat, the edge of Rory's jaw. Eva crossed the distance first. She moved differently now, measured, each step placed with the precision of someone used to being watched. She stopped a foot short of the bar stool next to Rory's, as if proximity required permission. "Sit down, for God's sake." Eva sat. Up close, the changes sharpened. She'd lost weight she hadn't needed to lose. Her collarbones pressed against the silk of her blouse like accusations. A thin gold chain hung at her throat, no pendant, the kind of necklace that cost enough to not need one. "I didn't know you were in London." "Four years now." "Four." Eva repeated the number like she was tasting it. Finding it bitter. "You never called." "You changed your number." "I changed a lot of things." Silas appeared with impeccable timing, placing a fresh gin in front of Rory to replace the one now pooling across the lacquered wood. He looked at Eva. "Whatever she's having." "She's having gin." "Then something else." Silas poured a measure of whisky without comment, set it down, and retreated to the far end of the bar. The old maps on the walls seemed to lean in. Black-and-white photographs of places Rory had never been watched from their frames like a silent audience. Eva wrapped both hands around the glass but didn't drink. "You look the same." "You don't." A flicker, almost invisible. Eva's thumb pressed against the base of her ring finger, where Rory could see the faint pale band of skin where something gold had recently lived. "Marcus?" "Gone. Well. I'm gone. He's still in the house in Primrose Hill with his wine collection and his opinions about modern architecture." "When?" "Three months. Signed the papers on a Tuesday. It's always a Tuesday, isn't it, when the world decides to reorganise itself." Rory remembered Marcus. She remembered him at Eva's twenty-first birthday in that cramped pub in Galway, his hand permanent on Eva's lower back, his laugh three beats too long. She remembered the way Eva had started sentences and Marcus had finished them, and how everyone said it was adorable, two halves of a whole, and how Rory had bitten the inside of her cheek until she tasted copper. "I'm sorry." "No you're not." "No. I'm not." Eva almost smiled. Almost. The muscles engaged and then thought better of it, settling into something neutral and practised. That was new too. "You tried to tell me. That weekend in Howth. Before the wedding." Rory turned the crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist toward the bar light without thinking about it, a habit she'd developed when conversations made her want to run. She'd been twenty-one in Howth. Standing on the cliff walk with the Irish Sea spitting salt at them both, saying words she'd rehearsed for six months, watching them land nowhere. "You said I was jealous." "You said I was disappearing." "You were." Eva lifted the whisky. Drank. Set it down with both hands, as if the glass might escape otherwise. "I was." Behind them, the door opened and closed. A couple settled into the corner booth. Silas served them with minimal eye contact and maximum efficiency, his silver signet ring catching the dim overhead light as he worked. The bar had the amber hush of a confessional, all dark wood and soft shadows, the kind of place that encouraged the telling of things better left unspoken. "So. Delivery driver." "How'd you know that?" "I didn't. There's a bag with a Golden Empress logo under your stool." Rory kicked the thermal delivery bag further under the bar. "It's temporary." "Temporary like London was supposed to be temporary?" "Temporary like your marriage was supposed to be permanent." Eva's jaw tightened. She turned the whisky glass a quarter rotation, then another, as though calibrating something internal. The gesture reminded Rory of someone. She couldn't place it for a moment, and then she could, and the recognition sat in her chest like a stone. Marcus. Marcus used to do that with his wine glass. A quarter turn. Then another. "You picked up his habits." "What?" "The glass thing. He used to do that at dinner. That night at the Italian place in Temple Bar, he turned his Barolo six times before he drank it. You counted out loud and he didn't laugh." Eva's hands went still. She stared at them as if they belonged to someone else. "Christ." "We borrow things from the people we live with. It doesn't mean anything." "It means everything, Rory. That's exactly the problem." The words hung in the air between them. Someone fed coins into the ancient jukebox in the corner and Tom Waits started growling about rain dogs, his voice like gravel soaked in bourbon, and the whole bar seemed to exhale. "I came to London to find you." "No you didn't. You came to London because London is where people go when they're running from something." "Both. Both can be true." Rory studied her. Four years of silence. No calls, no texts, no handwritten letters in Eva's jagged left-handed script. Rory had drafted seventeen emails in the first year and sent none of them. She'd walked past a woman with auburn hair on Regent Street once and followed her for two blocks before the stranger turned and the spell broke. "You found me." "I found a bar in Soho with a green neon sign and a feeling." "A feeling." "You always liked places that looked like they had secrets." Rory glanced toward the bookshelf at the back of the room. The one that swung open if you pulled the right spine, the one that led to the room where Silas held his meetings with people who didn't leave names. She thought about secrets and who keeps them and what they cost. "What do you want, Eva?" "I want to know if you meant what you said. In Howth." "I said a lot of things in Howth." "You said I was choosing to be small. You said Marcus was a container and I was pouring myself into his shape. You said, and I remember the exact words because they've been living rent-free in my skull for four years, you said 'You're going to wake up one morning and not recognise your own hands.'" Rory said nothing. Eva spread her fingers on the bar top. Long fingers. Piano-player fingers, their mother had called them once. Rory noticed the nails, manicured into perfect identical ovals, buffed to a shine that looked expensive and impersonal. Eva used to bite them to the quick. Used to paint them absurd colours, electric blue, canary yellow, once a shade of green that matched mould. "I didn't recognise them," Eva said. "Tuesday morning. Signing the papers. I looked down at my signature and it wasn't mine. The E was wrong. Too contained. Too neat. I'd been practising his mother's handwriting for three years because she said mine looked 'juvenile.'" Silas appeared and refilled Eva's whisky without being asked. His slight limp carried a rhythm Rory had memorised, a syncopation that meant he was paying attention but pretending not to. He disappeared again. "Your barman's interesting." "He's not mine." "He watches you like you're his." "He watches everyone. Professional habit." Eva let that sit. She picked up the fresh whisky but held it at chest height, suspended, studying the colour. "I thought about calling. Every day for the first year. Then every week. Then every month. Then it was just this low hum in the background, like tinnitus. You were always there, and I couldn't hear you anymore." "I was here the whole time." "I know." "Thirty seconds on a search engine." "I know." "So what stopped you?" Eva drank. Set the glass down. Did not turn it. "If I called and you'd moved on, I'd have lost you. If I called and you hadn't, I'd have had to explain why I chose him." Her voice dropped. "Both options required me to admit I'd made the wrong choice. I wasn't ready." "And now?" "Now I'm sitting in a bar in Soho with no ring, no house, no husband, and hands that do things I don't remember learning, and I'm looking at the only person who ever told me the truth, and I'm terrified she's going to say it again." Rory traced the scar on her wrist. The crescent shape caught the light like a sliver of moon. She'd got it at nine years old, climbing the wall behind Eva's house in Cardiff, reaching for a branch that wasn't strong enough. She opened her mouth to speak. The bookshelf at the back of the bar swung open. A man stepped out, compact build, dark overcoat, face Rory had never seen before. He moved toward the exit without looking at anyone. But as he passed their stools, something slipped from his coat pocket and skidded across the floor, landing against Rory's delivery bag with a soft tap. A photograph. Face down. The back stamped with a string of numbers and two words in red ink. *Find Malphora.* Rory's blood went cold. She stared at her own alias, written in a hand she didn't recognise, on a photograph that had fallen out of a stranger's pocket in a bar that was supposed to be her sanctuary. Eva looked at the photograph. Looked at Rory. "What's Malphora?"
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags3
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences66
tagDensity0.045
leniency0.091
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1774
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
80.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found
0"Marcus"
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
71.82% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1774
totalAiIsms10
found
0
word"measured"
count1
1
word"weight"
count1
2
word"silk"
count1
3
word"flicker"
count1
4
word"unspoken"
count1
5
word"silence"
count1
6
word"perfect"
count1
7
word"electric"
count1
8
word"traced"
count1
9
word"sanctuary"
count1
highlights
0"measured"
1"weight"
2"silk"
3"flicker"
4"unspoken"
5"silence"
6"perfect"
7"electric"
8"traced"
9"sanctuary"
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 went cold"
1"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences102
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences102
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences165
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen57
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords2
totalWords1766
ratio0.001
matches
0"Find Malphora."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions16
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
33.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions73
wordCount1190
uniqueNames17
maxNameDensity2.18
worstName"Eva"
maxWindowNameDensity4
worstWindowName"Eva"
discoveredNames
Rory24
Raven1
Nest1
Eva26
Madigan1
Silas6
Finding1
Marcus4
Galway1
Howth1
Irish1
Sea1
Tom1
Waits1
Regent1
Street1
Cardiff1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Nest"
2"Eva"
3"Madigan"
4"Silas"
5"Marcus"
6"Sea"
7"Tom"
8"Waits"
places
0"Raven"
1"Galway"
2"Howth"
3"Regent"
4"Street"
5"Cardiff"
globalScore0.408
windowScore0.333
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences65
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"as though calibrating something internal"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1766
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences165
matches
0"let that sit"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs98
mean18.02
std19.31
cv1.071
sampleLengths
022
140
276
318
41
51
651
739
85
947
107
113
1216
134
146
1527
163
173
183
1946
2010
214
222
2330
241
2522
261
2721
2868
292
303
313
3223
3312
3458
355
365
372
3818
392
4064
413
424
4313
4412
458
469
4745
4815
495
94.94% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount3
totalSentences102
matches
0"been watched"
1"being asked"
2"was supposed"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs212
matches
0"was borrowing"
1"was tasting"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences165
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1197
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"confessional, all dark wood"
adverbCount25
adverbRatio0.020885547201336674
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.004177109440267335
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences165
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences165
mean10.7
std10.2
cv0.953
sampleLengths
022
16
25
329
428
518
622
78
810
98
101
111
124
1324
1423
155
1617
1717
185
192
205
218
2211
2321
247
253
2610
273
283
294
306
3123
324
333
343
353
3620
3710
3816
3910
404
412
424
4326
441
4522
461
4721
483
4926
46.87% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats16
diversityRatio0.3393939393939394
totalSentences165
uniqueOpeners56
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences91
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount24
totalSentences91
matches
0"She'd barely touched the gin."
1"She wore a charcoal wool"
2"Their eyes met across the"
3"She moved differently now, measured,"
4"She stopped a foot short"
5"She'd lost weight she hadn't"
6"Her collarbones pressed against the"
7"He looked at Eva."
8"She remembered him at Eva's"
9"She remembered the way Eva"
10"She'd been twenty-one in Howth."
11"She turned the whisky glass"
12"She couldn't place it for"
13"She stared at them as"
14"She'd walked past a woman"
15"She thought about secrets and"
16"His slight limp carried a"
17"He disappeared again."
18"She picked up the fresh"
19"Her voice dropped"
ratio0.264
47.91% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount75
totalSentences91
matches
0"The glass slipped from Rory's"
1"She'd barely touched the gin."
2"Eva had always been sharp"
3"The woman standing in the"
4"She wore a charcoal wool"
5"The old Eva would have"
6"Their eyes met across the"
7"Recognition landed between them like"
8"Neither of them moved."
9"The green neon sign outside"
10"Eva crossed the distance first."
11"She moved differently now, measured,"
12"She stopped a foot short"
13"She'd lost weight she hadn't"
14"Her collarbones pressed against the"
15"A thin gold chain hung"
16"Eva repeated the number like"
17"Silas appeared with impeccable timing,"
18"He looked at Eva."
19"Silas poured a measure of"
ratio0.824
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences91
matches(empty)
ratio0
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences48
technicalSentenceCount10
matches
0"But the woman who'd just walked into The Raven's Nest wore Eva Madigan's face on a stranger's body, and Rory's hands had decided, independent of reason, to stop…"
1"Eva had always been sharp angles and restless energy, the kind of person who talked with her whole body and filled a room by walking through the door."
2"She wore a charcoal wool coat that cost more than Rory's monthly rent, her auburn hair pulled into something architectural and deliberate."
3"She stopped a foot short of the bar stool next to Rory's, as if proximity required permission."
4"The bar had the amber hush of a confessional, all dark wood and soft shadows, the kind of place that encouraged the telling of things better left unspoken."
5"She turned the whisky glass a quarter rotation, then another, as though calibrating something internal."
6"Rory noticed the nails, manicured into perfect identical ovals, buffed to a shine that looked expensive and impersonal."
7"His slight limp carried a rhythm Rory had memorised, a syncopation that meant he was paying attention but pretending not to."
8"She'd got it at nine years old, climbing the wall behind Eva's house in Cardiff, reaching for a branch that wasn't strong enough."
9"She stared at her own alias, written in a hand she didn't recognise, on a photograph that had fallen out of a stranger's pocket in a bar that was supposed to be…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags3
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Eva repeated (repeat)"
dialogueSentences66
tagDensity0.03
leniency0.061
rawRatio0.5
effectiveRatio0.03
81.1846%