Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTYE5PXXVSB61FM2GH94N6T

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24.3s
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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 bottle shattered against the brickwork inches from Rory's left ear. Glass rained down, mingling with the wet slick of lager on the pavement. She didn't flinch. Her hand instinctively went to the crescent scar on her wrist, a nervous tic she thought she'd buried three years ago. "Careful with the merchandise, love. That's twenty quid you just poured down the gutter." Rory turned, wiping a shard of glass from her shoulder. The voice belonged to a boy she used to call 'Davey the Dreamer' back in Cardiff. Now he wore a pinstripe suit that cost more than her father's annual salary, and his eyes held the dead, flat stare of a man who sold secrets for breakfast. "Davey," she said, her voice steady despite the adrenaline humming in her veins. "You look expensive." "And you look like you've been dragging your knuckles through every alley between Hereford and Hoxton." He stepped closer, the smell of expensive cologne warring with the stench of the bin behind him. "Heard you were in London. Didn't think you'd end up serving noodles to drunk undergraduates." "Yu-Fei's noodles are excellent. And the tips keep the lights on." She shifted her weight, ready to bolt if he made another move. Old habits died hard. "What do you want, Davey?" "Just checking on an old friend. Making sure the prodigal daughter hasn't forgotten where she came from." He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Dad still asking about you, you know. Wondering why his brilliant little barrister-in-waiting vanished into thin air." The mention of Brendan Carter tightened a knot in her stomach. She hadn't spoken to her father since the night Evan broke her nose and she fled to Eva's flat with nothing but a change of clothes and a heart full of rage. "Tell him I'm dead," Rory said. "It's easier for everyone." "Is it?" Davey pulled a silver cigarette case from his pocket. The metal gleamed under the flickering streetlamp. "Because he's not the only one looking. Certain people in certain circles remember the girl who could talk her way out of a speeding ticket before she could legally drink." Rory's breath hitched. That was a lifetime ago. A different person. Laila, the girl her mother called her, died the moment she signed the lease on this cramped flat above The Raven's Nest. Aurora Carter, delivery rider and ex-law student, was who remained. "I don't do that anymore," she said. "Everyone does something for money, Rory. Even saints." He lit a cigarette, the flare illuminating the sharp angles of his face. "I have a proposition. Simple job. Drop a package at a solicitor's office in Bloomsbury. No questions. Five grand." "No." "Ten." "I said no." She turned to walk away, her boots clicking on the wet cobblestones. The rain had started again, a fine mist that soaked through her jacket. "Think about Evan," Davey called after her. "Think about how much he'd pay to know you're still breathing." Rory stopped. Her blood ran cold. Evan was in prison. She'd made sure of that. Or so she thought. She turned back slowly, her bright blue eyes locking onto his. "What do you know about Evan?" Davey took a long drag, the ember glowing bright orange in the gloom. "I know he made a few friends inside. Friends with resources. Friends who'd love to settle old scores." He flicked the ash onto the wet ground. "Ten grand. And I make sure those friends never hear your name." The rain intensified, drumming a rhythmic beat against the corrugated iron roof of the nearby market stall. Rory stared at him, weighing her options. She had no money. Her shift at the Golden Empress ended an hour ago, and her pockets held barely enough for a bus fare and a stale sandwich. But taking blood money from Davey felt like signing her own death warrant. Silas would kill her. Not literally, but the disappointment in his hazel eyes would be worse than any beating Evan ever delivered. Silas, with his quiet authority and his network of shadows, had taken her in when no one else would. He asked no questions about her past, only demanded loyalty in the present. "I don't have ten grand," Rory said, her voice low. "And I don't deal with snakes." Davey laughed, a harsh, barking sound. "Snakes bite, Rory. But they also shed their skin. Maybe it's time you did the same." He stepped forward, invading her personal space. The scent of tobacco and something metallic, like copper, wafted from him. "Midnight tomorrow. The alley behind St. Pancras. Come alone. Or don't come at all. But know this: Evan knows you're here. And he's not the forgiving type." He turned and walked away, his expensive shoes splashing through puddles without a care. Rory watched him disappear into the fog, her heart hammering against her ribs. She needed to get to The Raven's Nest. Now. She sprinted down the narrow lane, dodging overflowing bins and stray cats. The streets of Soho were alive tonight, a chaotic symphony of laughter, shouting, and the low hum of traffic. Neon signs reflected in the wet pavement, painting the world in fractured hues of green and red. She ignored the beauty of it, focused only on the destination. The distinctive green neon sign of The Raven's Nest buzzed overhead, casting an eerie glow on the darkened doorway. Rory pushed the door open, the bell above it jingling softly. The air inside was thick with the smell of aged wood, stale beer, and pipe tobacco. Old maps covered the walls, depicting empires long gone, while black-and-white photographs of serious-faced men in suits watched from their frames. Silas stood behind the bar, polishing a glass with a methodical rhythm. His grey-streaked auburn hair was neatly combed, and his silver signet ring caught the dim light as he worked. He looked up as she entered, his hazel eyes narrowing slightly. "You're late," he said. "And you look like you've seen a ghost." "Worse," Rory panted, leaning against the counter. "Davey. From Cardiff." Silas stopped polishing. The cloth hung limp in his hand. "Davey Evans? The one who used to steal apples from Mrs. Gable's orchard?" "That's the one. Only now he wears suits and talks about my ex like they're old drinking buddies." She ran a hand through her damp black hair, water dripping onto the worn bar top. "He knows about Evan, Silas. He said Evan has friends inside. Friends who want to find me." Silas placed the glass down with a sharp clink. He moved around the bar, his slight limp more pronounced when he was agitated. "Did he threaten you?" "He offered me a job. Ten grand to drop a package. Said it was the price of silence." Rory gripped the edge of the counter, her knuckles white. "I told him no. But he wouldn't take no for an answer. He said midnight tomorrow behind St. Pancras." "Foolish boy," Silas murmured. He walked to the back of the bar and pressed a hidden panel on the bookshelf. A section of the wall swung open, revealing the hidden room where they held their clandestine meetings. "Come. We need to discuss this properly. And you need a drink. Something stronger than tea." Rory followed him into the small, dimly lit room. A single lamp cast long shadows across the table in the center. Maps of London from different eras covered the walls, pinned with red threads connecting various locations. It was a web of secrets, and she was caught in the middle of it again. "Sit," Silas commanded, pulling out a bottle of whiskey from a locked cabinet. He poured two generous measures. "Tell me everything. Every word he said. Every gesture." Rory sat, wrapping her hands around the warm glass. The alcohol burned as it went down, spreading a comforting heat through her chest. She recounted the encounter, her voice trembling only slightly as she described Davey's threats. Silas listened intently, his face unreadable. When she finished, he set his glass down and leaned forward, steepling his fingers. "Davey was always ambitious," Silas said quietly. "But he lacked patience. If he's working with Evan's contacts, then this is bigger than a simple shakedown. Evan doesn't have friends inside. He has masters." " Masters?" Rory felt a chill run down her spine. "What does that mean?" "It means," Silas said, his voice dropping to a whisper, "that you aren't just running from an ex-boyfriend anymore. You've stumbled into something far darker. And if Davey is the messenger, then the people he represents are already watching." A heavy knock echoed from the main bar area. Three sharp raps on the wood. Silas froze. His hand drifted toward the drawer beneath the counter. "Who knocks like that?" Rory whispered. "No one," Silas said, his eyes hard. "Unless they know the code." Another knock. Louder this time. Followed by a voice, muffled but unmistakable. "Open up, Silas. We know she's in there. And we've brought a friend." Rory recognized the voice instantly. It wasn't Davey. It was Evan.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags24
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"Silas said quietly [quietly]"
dialogueSentences51
tagDensity0.471
leniency0.941
rawRatio0.042
effectiveRatio0.039
86.85% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1521
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"slowly"
count1
1
adverb"softly"
count1
2
adverb"slightly"
count2
highlights
0"slowly"
1"softly"
2"slightly"
80.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found
0"Evans"
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
37.54% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1521
totalAiIsms19
found
0
word"shattered"
count1
1
word"weight"
count1
2
word"stomach"
count1
3
word"gloom"
count1
4
word"flicked"
count1
5
word"rhythmic"
count1
6
word"chaotic"
count1
7
word"symphony"
count1
8
word"fractured"
count1
9
word"methodical"
count1
10
word"silence"
count1
11
word"clandestine"
count1
12
word"comforting"
count1
13
word"encounter"
count1
14
word"unreadable"
count1
15
word"chill"
count1
16
word"down her spine"
count1
17
word"whisper"
count1
18
word"echoed"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"weight"
2"stomach"
3"gloom"
4"flicked"
5"rhythmic"
6"chaotic"
7"symphony"
8"fractured"
9"methodical"
10"silence"
11"clandestine"
12"comforting"
13"encounter"
14"unreadable"
15"chill"
16"down her spine"
17"whisper"
18"echoed"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"blood ran cold"
count1
highlights
0"blood ran cold"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences100
matches
0"felt a chill"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences100
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences127
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen39
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1515
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions21
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
66.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions55
wordCount1007
uniqueNames14
maxNameDensity1.59
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Rory16
Old2
Brendan1
Carter2
Evan4
Eva1
Davey7
Raven3
Nest3
Golden1
Empress1
Soho1
Silas12
London1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Brendan"
2"Carter"
3"Evan"
4"Eva"
5"Davey"
6"Raven"
7"Nest"
8"Empress"
9"Silas"
places
0"Golden"
1"Soho"
2"London"
globalScore0.706
windowScore0.667
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences70
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"felt like signing her own death warrant"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.66
wordCount1515
matches
0"Not literally, but the disappointment in his hazel eyes would be worse than any"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences127
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs49
mean30.92
std19.05
cv0.616
sampleLengths
048
114
256
316
448
532
642
743
810
948
1043
117
1240
131
141
1528
1618
1730
186
1951
2065
2154
2216
2368
2436
2559
2667
2742
2812
2910
3023
3151
3227
3347
3453
3553
3627
3737
3820
3933
4014
4139
4215
4311
446
4512
4612
4713
4811
98.25% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences100
matches
0"was agitated"
1"was caught"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs169
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences127
ratio0
matches(empty)
99.02% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount462
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount19
adverbRatio0.04112554112554113
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.010822510822510822
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences127
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences127
mean11.93
std7.96
cv0.667
sampleLengths
011
113
23
321
414
510
616
730
813
93
1033
1115
1223
134
145
1525
1617
1711
1832
196
204
2111
227
2330
243
255
263
2722
2810
297
3021
3119
321
331
3415
3513
367
3711
382
394
404
415
424
4311
446
4513
4626
4712
4817
497
69.29% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats2
diversityRatio0.4251968503937008
totalSentences127
uniqueOpeners54
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences91
matches(empty)
ratio0
79.34% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount32
totalSentences91
matches
0"She didn't flinch."
1"Her hand instinctively went to"
2"she said, her voice steady"
3"He stepped closer, the smell"
4"She shifted her weight, ready"
5"He smiled, but it didn't"
6"She hadn't spoken to her"
7"He lit a cigarette, the"
8"She turned to walk away,"
9"Her blood ran cold."
10"She'd made sure of that."
11"She turned back slowly, her"
12"He flicked the ash onto"
13"She had no money."
14"Her shift at the Golden"
15"He asked no questions about"
16"He stepped forward, invading her"
17"He turned and walked away,"
18"She needed to get to"
19"She sprinted down the narrow"
ratio0.352
14.95% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount81
totalSentences91
matches
0"The bottle shattered against the"
1"Glass rained down, mingling with"
2"She didn't flinch."
3"Her hand instinctively went to"
4"Rory turned, wiping a shard"
5"The voice belonged to a"
6"she said, her voice steady"
7"He stepped closer, the smell"
8"She shifted her weight, ready"
9"He smiled, but it didn't"
10"The mention of Brendan Carter"
11"She hadn't spoken to her"
12"Davey pulled a silver cigarette"
13"The metal gleamed under the"
14"Rory's breath hitched."
15"That was a lifetime ago."
16"A different person."
17"Laila, the girl her mother"
18"Aurora Carter, delivery rider and"
19"He lit a cigarette, the"
ratio0.89
54.95% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences91
matches
0"Now he wore a pinstripe"
ratio0.011
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences41
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"Now he wore a pinstripe suit that cost more than her father's annual salary, and his eyes held the dead, flat stare of a man who sold secrets for breakfast."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags24
uselessAdditionCount8
matches
0"she said, her voice steady despite the adrenaline humming in her veins"
1"He lit, the flare illuminating the sharp angles of his face"
2"She turned, her boots clicking on the wet cobblestones"
3"Rory said, her voice low"
4"She ran, water dripping onto the worn bar top"
5"Rory gripped, her knuckles white"
6"Silas said, his voice dropping to a whisper,"
7"Silas said, his eyes hard"
91.18% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags11
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"Rory panted (pant)"
1"Silas murmured (murmur)"
2"Rory whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences51
tagDensity0.216
leniency0.431
rawRatio0.273
effectiveRatio0.118
82.6006%