Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTXZVJ2FFSRA321B0J03HSE

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Duration:
56.1s
Cost:
$0.060306
Provider:
Google AI Studio

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The pint glass exploded against the floorboards, scattering amber liquid and glittering shards across the well-worn timber. "Sod it." Aurora didn't flinch at the noise. She grabbed a rag from her belt, dropping to a crouch before the liquid could seep into the cracks. The smell of stale lager and cheap disinfectant rose to meet her—the perfume of Thursday nights in Soho. "Grip slipping, Carter?" Aurora froze. Her fingers hovered over a jagged piece of glass, the sharp edge biting into the calloused pad of her thumb. She knew that voice. It belonged to lecture halls with mahogany desks and the relentless, damp grey of a Cardiff winter. It didn't belong here, under the buzzing green neon of The Raven's Nest. She didn't look up immediately. She swept the debris into the dustpan, buying three seconds to compose her face. Panic was a luxury she couldn't afford. Not anymore. "We don't serve passing ghosts," Aurora said, standing up. She dumped the glass into the bin behind the bar and finally turned. Liam thoroughly looked like he didn't belong. In a room populated by brooding artists, burnt-out shadows, and regulars who drank their pensions, Liam shone like a freshly minted coin. His navy suit was tailored—Savile Row, likely—and his blonde hair was swept back with enough product to withstand a hurricane. He sat on a stool, hands folded over a leather briefcase, looking at the peeling maps on the wall with the air of a health inspector cataloguing violations. "Ghost?" Liam turned his gaze to her. His eyes, once warm and crinkled with laughter during late-night study sessions, were now hard, assessing. "I’m very much flesh and blood, Rory. Though considering where you’re living, I can see why you’d be confused." "It's Aurora." She wiped her hands on her apron. "And the exit is that way. Mind the step. It catches." "Still prickly." He tapped a manicured finger on the polished wood of the bar. "Two years. Not a text. Not a postcard. Your mother thinks you’re dead. Your father... well, Brendan has his own theories. Most involve a ditch." "I prefer 'untraceable.'" Aurora leaned against the back counter, crossing her arms over her chest. The small crescent scar on her left wrist itched. "What do you drink now, Liam? Still Sauvignon Blanc?" "Single malt. Neat. Put it on a tab." "Cash only. And we're out of malt." She grabbed a bottle of generic whiskey and slammed a tumbler down. "Ten quid." Liam stared at the glass, then at her. A smirk played on his lips, lacking any humour. "You were top of the class, Rory. Dean’s list. You argued Constitutional Law better than the professors." He gestured vaguely at the dim, smoke-stained ceiling. "Now you’re pouring swill in a basement above a sex shop." "It's a vintage bookshop downstairs." "Semantics." He took a sip and grimaced, but swallowed it down. "I didn't come here for the ambience." "Obviously. You came to gloat. Consider it done. You win. I’m a failure. Go write a memo about it." Aurora’s eyes flicked to the corner of the room. Silas sat in his usual booth, nursing a dark stout. He hadn't looked up from his newspaper, but Aurora saw the tension in his shoulders. The slight tilt of his head. The Spymaster was listening. "I’m not here to gloat," Liam said, lowering his voice. He leaned in, invading her space over the barrier of the bar. "I’m here because you have something that doesn't belong to you." The air in the bar seemed to drop ten degrees. Aurora kept her face blank, a mask she had perfected over months of dodging shadowed corners. "I left with a rucksack and a bruised ribcage, Liam. I didn't take souvenirs." "Not from Evan." Liam reached into his jacket pocket. Aurora’s hand dropped below the counter, wrapping around the handle of the lead pipe Silas kept near the ice bin. "Don't." Liam paused, seeing the shift in her stance. He slowly withdrew a sleek, cream-coloured envelope. He slid it across the damp wood. It bore a wax seal. Not her father's crest. Not Evan's. "You left Cardiff in a hurry," Liam said, his tone shifting from mockery to something colder. Clinical. "But you were always observant. Who was the client, Rory? The one Brendan was meeting the night you left?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "Don't lie." Liam’s hand shot out, grabbing her wrist. Aurora reacted on instinct. She twisted her arm against his thumb—the weak point—and slammed her other hand down on his forearm. Liam hissed, his grip breaking, but he didn't pull back. He stared at the crescent scar on her wrist. "Evan was a brute," Liam whispered, rubbing his arm. "But he was useful. You, however... you’re a liability." "Speak your piece and get out," Aurora said, her voice dropping to a growl. "Before I have you thrown out." "By who?" Liam laughed, a dry, cracking sound. " The cripple in the corner? Please. I’ve seen the file. Silas Blackwood. MI6 wash-out. Knee of glass, liver of granite." The newspaper in the corner lowered. Silas folded it precisely, lining up the creases. He picked up his cane—heavy, black oak, topped with silver—and stood up. The limp was there, but it didn't slow him. It gave him a rolling, predatory gait. "Mr. Blackwood," Liam said, not turning around, his eyes locked on Aurora. "Sit down. This is family business." "In my establishment," Silas said, his voice like gravel grinding on steel, "everyone is family. Which makes you the rude cousin crashing the wake." Silas stopped at the end of the bar. He looked at Liam’s suit, then at the cheap whiskey. "You have thirty seconds to explain why you grabbed my staff. Then I break the fingers you used." Liam straightened his jacket. He turned on the stool to face the older man. The arrogance radiating off him was almost palpable. "I’m a junior partner at Sterling & Finch now, Blackwood. We represent interests that make the Crown look like a chaotic parish council. Aurora saw a ledger she shouldn't have. Two years ago. We assumed she forgot. But then..." Liam turned back to her. "You started asking questions about the Golden Empress shipments." Aurora felt the blood drain from her face. Yu-Fei’s restaurant. Her delivery job. It was just a job. Or so she thought. "I deliver noodles, Liam." "You deliver data drives," Liam corrected. "Did you think Brendan Carter represented coal miners? He moves money. And you, little Rory, just walked right back into the web." "Time," Silas said. "I’m offering her a way out," Liam said, standing up. He towered over the bar, but Silas didn't blink. "Come with me, Aurora. We debrief you, you sign a suppression agreement, and you can go back to... whatever this pathetic existence is." "And if I refuse?" Aurora asked, her grip on the pipe tightening until her knuckles turned white. "Then the ledger balances itself." Liam checked his watch. "I have a car waiting. Engine’s running." Silas sighed. It was a disappointed sound. "You boys always forget the abrasive nature of Soho traffic." "What?" Liam frowned. "The car," Silas said. "Black Mercedes? It’s currently being towed. I texted the council warden three minutes ago. He’s very efficient." Liam’s face flushed red. "You senile old—" He reached into his jacket again, faster this time. Aurora didn't wait. She swung the lead pipe up from behind the bar. It connected with Liam’s briefcase just as he raised it to shield himself, the heavy thud echoing through the silent room. "Silas!" she shouted. Liam wasn't reaching for a summons. The glint of steel flashed in the dim light. A compact pistol. Silas moved with terrifying speed for a man with a ruined knee. He hooked the handle of his cane around Liam’s neck and jerked back. Liam gagged, his shot going wild, shattering the expensive mirror behind the bar. Shards of glass rained down on Aurora’s hair. The few patrons in the bar scrambled for the door, knocking over tables. Liam elbowed Silas hard in the ribs, breaking the hold. He spun, gun levelling at the older man’s chest. "Aurora, down!" Silas roared, diving behind a heavy oak table. Aurora dropped, but not before she grabbed the bottle of cheap whiskey. She hurled it across the bar. It struck Liam squarely in the temple. The bottle didn't break, but the impact sent him staggering sideways, the gun discharging into the floorboards. "Back room! Now!" Silas commanded, scrambling up and tossing a chair into Liam’s path. Aurora vaulted over the bar. She didn't look back at the friend she used to share lecture notes with. That Liam was dead. This was something else—a suit filled with malice. She reached the bookshelf that hid the safe room, her fingers finding the trigger mechanism. "He’s not alone!" Liam screamed, blood streaming down his face, struggling to raise the gun again. "They’re at the back door! You have nowhere to go!" A heavy thud against the rear delivery entrance shook the walls. Wood splintered. "Rory, the scatter gun," Silas barked, limping heavily toward the bar’s shotgun concealed under the counter. "They're breaching!" Aurora yelled, the bookshelf swinging open to reveal not safety, but the sound of boots on the stairs leading up from the cellar. They were trapped. Front and back. Silas racked the slide of the shotgun, the sound ominous and final in the small space. He looked at Aurora, his hazel eyes burning. "Welcome to the family business, kid." The front window exploded inward as a tear gas canister skittered across the floor, hissing white smoke.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags33
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"He gestured vaguely [vaguely]"
1"Liam turned back [back]"
dialogueSentences63
tagDensity0.524
leniency1
rawRatio0.061
effectiveRatio0.061
87.66% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1621
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"very"
count2
1
adverb"slowly"
count1
2
adverb"precisely"
count1
highlights
0"very"
1"slowly"
2"precisely"
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)
75.32% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1621
totalAiIsms8
found
0
word"flicked"
count1
1
word"tension"
count1
2
word"palpable"
count1
3
word"chaotic"
count1
4
word"efficient"
count1
5
word"echoing"
count1
6
word"glint"
count1
7
word"streaming"
count1
highlights
0"flicked"
1"tension"
2"palpable"
3"chaotic"
4"efficient"
5"echoing"
6"glint"
7"streaming"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"knuckles turned white"
count1
highlights
0"knuckles turned white"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences122
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences122
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences152
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen44
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1607
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions20
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
0.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions74
wordCount1103
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity2.72
worstName"Liam"
maxWindowNameDensity6
worstWindowName"Liam"
discoveredNames
Thursday1
Soho1
Cardiff1
Raven1
Nest1
Liam30
Savile1
Row1
Aurora19
Silas15
Spymaster1
Evan1
Clinical1
persons
0"Raven"
1"Liam"
2"Aurora"
3"Silas"
4"Evan"
places
0"Soho"
1"Cardiff"
globalScore0.14
windowScore0
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences86
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"looked like he didn't belong"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.622
wordCount1607
matches
0"not safety, but the sound of boots on the stairs leading up from the cellar"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences152
matches
0"knew that voice"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs66
mean24.35
std15.84
cv0.651
sampleLengths
017
145
23
356
428
522
677
742
820
939
1033
118
1221
1353
145
1518
1628
1735
1833
1940
209
2121
2233
2336
247
259
2640
2718
2820
2929
3042
3118
3224
3336
3475
3522
364
3728
383
3942
4017
4116
4217
433
4421
457
469
4734
483
4918
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences122
matches
0"was tailored"
1"was swept"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs206
matches
0"was listening"
1"wasn't reaching"
48.87% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount8
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences5
totalSentences152
ratio0.033
matches
0"The smell of stale lager and cheap disinfectant rose to meet her—the perfume of Thursday nights in Soho."
1"His navy suit was tailored—Savile Row, likely—and his blonde hair was swept back with enough product to withstand a hurricane."
2"She twisted her arm against his thumb—the weak point—and slammed her other hand down on his forearm."
3"He picked up his cane—heavy, black oak, topped with silver—and stood up."
4"This was something else—a suit filled with malice."
88.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1117
adjectiveStacks2
stackExamples
0"dim, smoke-stained ceiling."
1"sleek, cream-coloured envelope."
adverbCount27
adverbRatio0.024171888988361683
lyAdverbCount10
lyAdverbRatio0.008952551477170993
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences152
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences152
mean10.57
std6.67
cv0.631
sampleLengths
017
18
219
318
43
52
620
74
817
913
105
1114
127
132
149
1513
167
1722
1820
1928
207
2116
2219
239
2411
2514
2625
2715
289
299
308
3119
322
338
349
3525
3611
375
3811
397
4028
4110
4215
436
444
4510
4612
4711
4810
4916
53.95% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats8
diversityRatio0.35526315789473684
totalSentences152
uniqueOpeners54
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences110
matches(empty)
ratio0
67.27% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount42
totalSentences110
matches
0"She grabbed a rag from"
1"Her fingers hovered over a"
2"She knew that voice."
3"It belonged to lecture halls"
4"It didn't belong here, under"
5"She didn't look up immediately."
6"She swept the debris into"
7"She dumped the glass into"
8"His navy suit was tailored—Savile"
9"He sat on a stool,"
10"His eyes, once warm and"
11"She wiped her hands on"
12"He tapped a manicured finger"
13"She grabbed a bottle of"
14"He gestured vaguely at the"
15"He took a sip and"
16"He hadn't looked up from"
17"He leaned in, invading her"
18"He slowly withdrew a sleek,"
19"He slid it across the"
ratio0.382
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount107
totalSentences110
matches
0"The pint glass exploded against"
1"Aurora didn't flinch at the"
2"She grabbed a rag from"
3"The smell of stale lager"
4"Her fingers hovered over a"
5"She knew that voice."
6"It belonged to lecture halls"
7"It didn't belong here, under"
8"She didn't look up immediately."
9"She swept the debris into"
10"Panic was a luxury she"
11"Aurora said, standing up"
12"She dumped the glass into"
13"Liam thoroughly looked like he"
14"His navy suit was tailored—Savile"
15"He sat on a stool,"
16"Liam turned his gaze to"
17"His eyes, once warm and"
18"She wiped her hands on"
19"He tapped a manicured finger"
ratio0.973
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences110
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences37
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"She reached the bookshelf that hid the safe room, her fingers finding the trigger mechanism."
79.55% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags33
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"Liam said, his tone shifting from mockery to something colder"
1"Aurora said, her voice dropping to a growl"
2"Liam said, not turning around, his eyes locked on Aurora"
23.02% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags18
fancyCount8
fancyTags
0"Liam whispered (whisper)"
1"Liam laughed (laugh)"
2"Liam corrected (correct)"
3"she shouted (shout)"
4"Silas roared (roar)"
5"Liam screamed (scream)"
6"Silas barked (bark)"
7"Aurora yelled (yell)"
dialogueSentences63
tagDensity0.286
leniency0.571
rawRatio0.444
effectiveRatio0.254
77.4546%