Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTXXJMJM5GSXCF93ENQV16Y

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1m 25s
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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 shattered against the wall two inches from Rory’s head. She didn’t flinch. A Tuesday. “He’s barred, Si!” she called over her shoulder, wiping a splash of cheap lager from the polished mahogany. “Noted.” Silas’s voice was a low rumble from the shadowed end of the bar. He didn’t look up from the glass he was polishing, the silver signet ring on his right hand catching the dim light. The would-be thrower, a red-faced man in a stained football shirt, was already being escorted to the Soho pavement by two regulars whose silence was more threatening than any shout. The Raven’s Nest settled back into its familiar, murmuring rhythm. The distinctive green neon from the sign outside bled through the front window, painting the old maps on the walls a sickly hue. Rory slid the replacement pint down to a grateful postman, the coins he left cold against her palm. The mundane violence was a punctuation mark, nothing more. It was the quiet customers, the ones who nursed a single drink while watching the door, who held the real stories. Silas attracted them like moths. The bell above the door jingled, not with the usual hesitant push but with a confident, sweeping entry. A man stood silhouetted against the neon, surveying the room like he was assessing a boardroom. Expensive wool coat, sharp haircut. American, maybe. He had the easy posture of someone used to space. His gaze swept past the postman, over the huddled couple in the corner, and landed on Silas. It lingered. Then it changed. The corporate assessment melted into a flicker of disbelief, then a slow-dawning, complicated recognition. Silas finally looked up. The cloth in his hand stilled. For a fraction of a second, the careful neutrality he wore like armour slipped. Rory saw it—a brief, almost physical tightening around his hazel eyes, a minute straightening of his shoulders that betrayed the old knee injury. Then the mask slid back into place, smoother than before. “Well,” the stranger said, his voice cutting through the low pub chatter. It was a rich, transatlantic baritone, cultured but with an edge that didn’t match the coat. “I heard a rumour you’d opened a pub. Didn’t believe it.” Silas placed the glass down with a precise *click*. “Believe it.” The man approached the bar, leaving a gap of polished wood between himself and the other patrons. He smelled of citrus cologne and cold air. “Can I get a drink? Or is this a private club?” “It’s a public house. You’re the public.” Silas reached for a bottle of single malt without asking. He poured two fingers into a clean tumbler, his movements economical. “Though I’d have pegged you for more of a club man these days, Julian.” *Julian.* The name hung in the air. It didn’t fit the man in the wool coat, yet it fit the look in Silas’s eyes perfectly. A smile touched Julian’s lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes. They were scanning Silas, cataloguing the grey-streaked auburn hair, the neatly trimmed beard, the slight, familiar favouring of the left leg. “And I’d have pegged you for a pensioner on a Greek island, not pulling pints in Soho.” “The pension’s inadequate. The island was boring.” Silas pushed the glass across the bar. “On the house. For old times.” Julian took the glass, his fingers brushing Silas’s. He didn’t drink. He studied the amber liquid as if it contained a message. “Old times.” He let out a soft breath that wasn’t quite a laugh. “How many years?” “Fifteen. Sixteen.” Silas leaned back, crossing his arms. The pose was casual, but Rory saw the tension in his forearms. “You’ve done well for yourself. I read about the merger. Shipping, wasn’t it?” “Logistics. Global supply chains. Less exciting than the old work.” “More profitable.” “Infinitely.” Julian finally took a sip, his eyes closing for a second. When they opened, they were fixed on Silas. “You look good, Si.” “You look rich.” Another ghost of a smile. “It’s a costume. Helps with the clients.” He set the glass down, leaned an elbow on the bar. The intimacy of the gesture was at odds with the space between them. “Why here? Of all places.” “It’s central. The rent’s a crime. I like the lighting.” Silas’s tone was flat, a stone skipping over deep water. “Why are you here, Julian? This isn’t your patch.” “Meeting. Tomorrow. Whitehall.” He shrugged, a gesture that tried and failed to be dismissive. “I was walking. Saw the green sign. The name rang a bell. A very, very old bell.” He looked around, taking in the black-and-white photos of a London that no longer existed, the shelves of spirits, the hidden door to the back room disguised as a bookshelf. “The Raven’s Nest. Cute. Always did have a flair for the dramatic.” “It’s just a name.” “Nothing with you was ever *just* anything.” Julian’s voice dropped, losing its polished sheen. “Prague.” The word was a key. The air in the bar seemed to thicken. The postman glanced over, sensed the shift, and wisely returned to his newspaper. Silas’s expression didn’t change. “What about it?” “You left.” “I was extracted. There’s a difference.” “Is there?” Julian’s knuckles were white where he gripped his glass. “They told us you were dead. For three days. Then they said you’d been compromised. A ‘strategic withdrawal’.” “And you believed them.” “I had to believe something.” The anger was there now, simmering under the crisp consonants. “We were a team. Then you were gone. No word. No trace. Just a file stamped ‘closed’ and a new partner who didn’t know how I took my coffee.” Silas was silent for a long moment. He looked past Julian, at the green-tinged window, seeing something else. “The network was blown. My contact was dead before I reached the bridge. The only play was to vanish. Anything else would have led them right to you. To the whole cell.” “You could have sent a message. A sign. A bloody postcard.” “And risk a flag on a routine intercept? They were monitoring everything, Julian. *Everything.*” Silas’s voice was still quiet, but it carried the weight of granite. “Vanishing was the job. It was the only part of the mission that worked.” Julian absorbed this, his earlier anger deflating into something heavier, more weary. He finished his whisky in one swallow. “I looked for you. For years.” “I know.” That stopped him. “You knew?” “I heard whispers. A man asking questions in Vienna. Another in Berlin. Too careful to be opposition. Too persistent to be casual.” Silas finally met his gaze directly. “You made noise. I had to be sure it was just you.” The implication hung between them: *and not them.* “Christ, Silas.” Julian ran a hand over his perfectly styled hair. The gesture was suddenly, strikingly young. “All this time. Playing spy versus spy with a ghost. And for what? You’re here. Serving drinks.” “I’m here,” Silas agreed. “Alive. So are you. That was the point of the whole bloody exercise, wasn’t it?” Julian didn’t answer. He signalled for another drink. This time, Silas poured for both of them. The ritual was slower now, the silence a shared space. “I got married,” Julian said abruptly, as if confessing a crime. “I saw. The *Times* society page. Lovely woman. Looks like a horse.” A genuine laugh burst from Julian, sharp and surprised. “She does, a bit. She’s kind. She has no idea. Thinks I made my money in commodity futures.” “A useful fiction.” “It’s not a fiction. It’s what I am now.” He tapped his glass against Silas’s. A hollow *tok*. “You’re a bar owner. I’m a shipping magnate. Two upstanding citizens.” “Just so.” They drank. The shared past was a third presence at the bar now, a silent, watchful thing in a worn-out coat. “Do you ever miss it?” Julian asked, his voice barely audible over the hum of the refrigerator. “The fear? The lies? The constant wondering if the next handshake is your last?” Silas shook his head. “Not for a second.” “I miss the clarity.” “That’s nostalgia. It was never clear. It was just urgent.” Julian nodded, accepting the correction like a pupil. He looked older now, under the green light. The successful man was a veneer, and the conversation had scratched it. “I should go. Early start.” “Of course.” Julian stood, smoothing his expensive coat. He pulled a leather wallet from his inner pocket, but Silas waved a hand. “The first one was for old times. The second one is for the road. Still on the house.” A flicker of the old understanding passed between them. Debts and favours, the old currency. Julian put the wallet away. He extended a hand. Not a businessman’s shake, but straight-armed, palm open. Silas looked at it for a beat. Then he reached out and clasped it. Their grip held for a second too long. “Good to see you, Si.” “Mind how you go, Julian.” And with a final, unreadable glance around the Raven’s Nest, Julian turned and walked out into the Soho night. The bell jingled once, softly, behind him. Silas stood motionless behind the bar, staring at the closed door. He picked up both empty glasses, his movements slow, deliberate. He washed them under the tap, dried each with a soft cloth, and placed them back on the shelf. Rory finished wiping down the other end of the bar. She didn’t speak. Some silences demanded respect. After a long minute, Silas let out a slow breath, a sound of settling weight. “That,” he said, not looking at her, “was a ghost who forgot he was dead.” He limped towards the cellar door, leaving Rory alone with the empty bar and the lingering scent of citrus cologne. On the polished wood where Julian had leaned, a single item gleamed under the lights. A slim, titanium business card holder. Expensive. Deliberately left behind. She didn’t touch it. She just watched it, a tiny, polished artifact from a world that had just crashed silently into theirs. The door to the cellar swung shut with a soft, final click. The card holder sat there, waiting.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags21
adverbTagCount3
adverbTags
0"Silas leaned back [back]"
1"He looked around [around]"
2"Julian said abruptly [abruptly]"
dialogueSentences69
tagDensity0.304
leniency0.609
rawRatio0.143
effectiveRatio0.087
79.47% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1705
totalAiIsmAdverbs7
found
0
adverb"perfectly"
count2
1
adverb"very"
count2
2
adverb"suddenly"
count1
3
adverb"softly"
count1
4
adverb"deliberately"
count1
highlights
0"perfectly"
1"very"
2"suddenly"
3"softly"
4"deliberately"
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)
56.01% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1705
totalAiIsms15
found
0
word"shattered"
count1
1
word"silence"
count2
2
word"familiar"
count2
3
word"flicker"
count2
4
word"scanning"
count1
5
word"tension"
count1
6
word"simmering"
count1
7
word"tinged"
count1
8
word"carried the weight"
count1
9
word"implication"
count1
10
word"unreadable"
count1
11
word"weight"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"silence"
2"familiar"
3"flicker"
4"scanning"
5"tension"
6"simmering"
7"tinged"
8"carried the weight"
9"implication"
10"unreadable"
11"weight"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
0"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences115
matches
0"a flicker of disbelief"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences115
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences160
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen49
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans7
markdownWords9
totalWords1695
ratio0.005
matches
0"click"
1"Julian."
2"just"
3"Everything."
4"and not them."
5"Times"
6"tok"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions10
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
16.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions57
wordCount1141
uniqueNames8
maxNameDensity2.19
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity4.5
worstWindowName"Julian"
discoveredNames
Rory6
Tuesday1
Silas25
Soho2
Raven2
Nest2
Julian18
London1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Silas"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Julian"
places
0"Soho"
1"London"
globalScore0.404
windowScore0.167
93.82% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences89
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"quite a laugh"
1"as if confessing a crime"
82.01% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches2
per1kWords1.18
wordCount1695
matches
0"not with the usual hesitant push but with a confident, sweeping entry"
1"Not a businessman’s shake, but straight-armed, palm open"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences160
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs68
mean24.93
std18.23
cv0.731
sampleLengths
016
118
266
386
451
536
657
739
811
936
1042
1125
1249
1320
1438
1533
1610
172
1824
193
2041
2129
2273
234
2415
2526
267
272
286
2929
304
3144
3250
3311
3440
3525
362
375
3840
398
4034
4119
4226
4311
4412
4527
463
4729
482
4921
99.16% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences115
matches
0"being escorted"
1"were fixed"
91.89% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs185
matches
0"was polishing"
1"was assessing"
2"were scanning"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount1
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences1
totalSentences160
ratio0.006
matches
0"Rory saw it—a brief, almost physical tightening around his hazel eyes, a minute straightening of his shoulders that betrayed the old knee injury."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1151
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount40
adverbRatio0.03475238922675934
lyAdverbCount16
lyAdverbRatio0.013900955690703735
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences160
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences160
mean10.59
std7.09
cv0.669
sampleLengths
011
13
22
318
414
522
630
710
823
918
109
1121
125
1318
1416
155
162
1710
1817
192
203
2114
224
236
2414
2523
2610
2712
2816
2911
309
312
3217
338
3411
3517
3611
3714
387
3918
4011
4121
4217
4314
446
458
463
4711
4813
493
50.42% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats11
diversityRatio0.34375
totalSentences160
uniqueOpeners55
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences109
matches
0"Then it changed."
1"Then the mask slid back"
2"Then he reached out and"
3"Deliberately left behind."
ratio0.037
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount32
totalSentences109
matches
0"She didn’t flinch."
1"she called over her shoulder,"
2"He didn’t look up from"
3"It was the quiet customers,"
4"He had the easy posture"
5"His gaze swept past the"
6"It was a rich, transatlantic"
7"He smelled of citrus cologne"
8"He poured two fingers into"
9"It didn’t fit the man"
10"They were scanning Silas, cataloguing"
11"He didn’t drink."
12"He studied the amber liquid"
13"He let out a soft"
14"He set the glass down,"
15"He shrugged, a gesture that"
16"He looked around, taking in"
17"He looked past Julian, at"
18"He finished his whisky in"
19"He signalled for another drink."
ratio0.294
10.46% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount98
totalSentences109
matches
0"The glass shattered against the"
1"She didn’t flinch."
2"she called over her shoulder,"
3"Silas’s voice was a low"
4"He didn’t look up from"
5"The would-be thrower, a red-faced"
6"The Raven’s Nest settled back"
7"The distinctive green neon from"
8"Rory slid the replacement pint"
9"The mundane violence was a"
10"It was the quiet customers,"
11"Silas attracted them like moths."
12"The bell above the door"
13"A man stood silhouetted against"
14"He had the easy posture"
15"His gaze swept past the"
16"The corporate assessment melted into"
17"Silas finally looked up."
18"The cloth in his hand"
19"Rory saw it—a brief, almost"
ratio0.899
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences109
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences41
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"It was the quiet customers, the ones who nursed a single drink while watching the door, who held the real stories."
1"Rory saw it—a brief, almost physical tightening around his hazel eyes, a minute straightening of his shoulders that betrayed the old knee injury."
29.76% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags21
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"the stranger said, his voice cutting through the low pub chatter"
1"Julian said abruptly, as if confessing a crime"
2"Julian asked, his voice barely audible over the hum of the refrigerator"
3"he said, not looking at her,"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Silas agreed (agree)"
dialogueSentences69
tagDensity0.087
leniency0.174
rawRatio0.167
effectiveRatio0.029
83.6556%