Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTYXMRZTMNZA58YZXY967NA

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Duration:
53.8s
Cost:
$0.056142
Provider:
Google AI Studio

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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
Gin sprayed across the sticky bar top, stinging the fresh papercut on my thumb. The drunk in the tweed jacket had swung his arm too wide, punctuating a point about rugby that no one was listening to. "Out." I didn't shout. I pointed to the door with the neck of the broken bottle. "But I haven't finished my—" "You've finished the gin. You've finished my patience. Go." Silas didn't even look up from his corner table. He sat in the shadows, nursing a whiskey that had lasted him three hours, his silver signet ring tapping a slow, rhythmic warning against the glass. He trusted me to handle the lightweights. The drunk stumbled off his stool, muttering about the decline of hospitality in Soho, and pushed through the heavy oak door. The bell chimed, a cheerful sound that clashed with the stale smell of hops and damp wool. I grabbed a rag and swept the glass shards into a bin. The green neon sign buzzed overhead, casting the room in a sickly, underwater hue. It was a Tuesday. Dead quiet. Just the hum of the fridge and the distant sirens of Shaftesbury Avenue. "You have a relentless technique with the clientele, Rory. Or should I say, Aurora?" The rag froze in my hand. The voice didn't belong in London. It belonged to rainy Cardiff afternoons, shared cigarettes behind the gym, and whispered secrets about boys who drove Vauxhall Corsas. It was a voice from a life I’d buried under three years of silence and a fake address. I looked up. Eva sat at the far end of the bar. I hadn't heard her come in. She looked expensive. That was the first thing that hit me. The Eva I knew wore charity shop denim and oversized hoodies to hide her figure. This woman wore a camel trench coat that screamed Kensington, with a silk scarf knotted at her throat. Her hair, once a frizzy brown mess, fell in sleek, ironed sheets around a face that had hardened into something statuesque. "Eva." The name tasted like ash. "Hello, darling." She smiled. It didn't reach her eyes. Her eyes were scanning the room, dissecting the peeling wallpaper, the framed maps of Cold War Berlin, the grime in the grout. "Charming. Very... authentic." "We're closed." "You just kicked a man out. You're clearly open for business." She reached into her bag—a leather clutch that probably cost more than my month's rent at the flat upstairs—and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. Slim. White filters. "Pour me a vodka. Top shelf. Assuming you have one." I didn't move. "You don't smoke." "And you don't pour drinks for a living. You were Pre-Law. Top of the class." She lit the cigarette with a gold lighter. The flame danced in her dark pupils. "Funny how things turn out." I sensed movement in the corner. Silas shifted. His left leg straightened, the old knee injury stiffening as he prepared to stand. I caught his eye—hazel and sharp—and gave a microscopic shake of my head. *Not yet.* I grabbed a clean glass and the Grey Goose. My hands were steady. I made sure of it. "How did you find me?" "You're not exactly invisible, Rory. Golden Empress deliveries? A bit risky for someone trying to stay off the grid." She took the glass before I let go, her fingers brushing mine. Her skin was cold. "Besides, Cardiff is a small world. People talk. Brendan talks." My father. The mention of his name sent a spike of adrenaline down my spine. "Leave him out of this." "He misses you. Or rather, he misses the idea of you." Eva took a sip, leaving a rim of dark red lipstick on the glass. "He thinks you've been kidnapped. Better than the truth, I suppose." "Which is?" "That you ran away because you were weak." I slammed the bottle down. The noise echoed in the empty bar. "You told me to go. You packed my bag, Eva. You said if I stayed, Evan would put me in the hospital again. Or the ground." Eva laughed. It was a dry, brittle sound. "I did, didn't I? I was so dramatic at twenty-two." She swiveled on the stool, facing the room. She looked at the photos on the wall—Silas in Prague, Silas in Beirut, faces of men and women who were ghosts long before they died. "I saw Evan last week." The air left the room. My crescent scar on my left wrist began to throb, a phantom pain. "He's in prison." "Parole is a beautiful thing with the right lawyer." She took a long drag, blowing the smoke toward the ceiling fan. "He asked about you. He was... passionate." "Why are you here, Eva?" "I wanted to see what you traded your future for." She gestured around the bar with the cigarette. "This? Serving pints to old drunks? Living above a shop?" "It's a life. It's safe." "Safe." She rolled the word around her mouth. "You think you're safe because you changed your postcode? You think a few miles of M4 separates you from who you are?" "I'm not the victim anymore." "No. You're a ghost." Eva leaned forward; the posh façade cracking just enough to show the desperation underneath. "I didn't come to catch up, Rory. I came because I have a debt. And unhappily, you're the currency." Silas was up. He moved with that deceptive speed of his, the limp vanishing when it mattered. He came around the bar, a heavy shadow falling over Eva. He placed a coaster in front of her, then his hand rested on the wood, the silver signet ring gleaming under the neon light. "Drink's on the house," Silas said within a voice like gravel grinding on concrete. "Now leave." Eva didn't flinch. She looked Silas up and down, unimpressed. "The owner, I presume? Silas Blackwood. Ex-intelligence. Dishonorable discharge after the Prague incident." Silas didn't blink. "You've done your homework." "I like to know whose floor I'm standing on." She turned back to me, ignoring him. "Evan isn't just out, Rory. He's connected. New friends. Dangerous friends. People who make this..." she waved at Silas, "...look like a retirement home bridge club." "I don't care," I said. "He comes near me, I kill him." "Brave." Eva reached into her coat. Silas's hand moved to the small of his back. I grabbed the vodka bottle by the neck. But she only pulled out a phone. She slid it across the bar. The screen was cracked, glowing with a paused video. "I tried to stop them," she said, her voice dropping. "I really did. But I have bills, Rory. I have tastes. And they pay so very well." I looked at the screen. It was a live feed. Granular, night-vision green. It showed a hallway. A familiar hallway with beige carpet and a table covered in marking papers. My mother's house. "Mum," I whispered. "She's sleeping," Eva said, checking her manicure. "For now." "You bitch." I lunged. Silas caught my arm. His grip was iron. "Aurora. Don't." "She's watching my mother!" "She's baiting you," Silas said, his eyes locked on Eva. "Who is the feed connected to?" Eva finished her drink. "Evan wants a reunion. Tonight. At the docks. Unit 4." She stood up, smoothing down her trench coat. "I told him you wouldn't come. I told him you were too smart." She looked at me, and for a second, the mask slipped. I saw the old Eva—the scared girl who used to hide in my room when her parents fought. But it was gone in a blink, replaced by this cold, hollow shell. "Don't disappoint me, Rory." She walked to the door. The heels clicked echoing like gunshots on the wooden floor. She paused with her hand on the brass latch. "Oh, and Rory?" She glanced back. "Bring the Spymaster. Evan wants to meet the man hiding his property." The bell chimed. The door swung shut. I stared at the phone on the bar. On the tiny screen, a shadow moved across my mother's hallway wall. Silas picked up the phone. He didn't look at the screen; he looked at the door where Eva had vanished. "Go upstairs," he described. "Get the bag from the back of my wardrobe." "The one—" "The one I told you never to touch." He turned the sign in the window to 'closed' and locked the deadbolt. The click sounded final. "You did well, Aurora. You didn't break." "She sold me out." My hands were shaking now. "She's going to hurt my mum." "No." Silas walked behind the bar and killed the lights, plunging us into darkness. "She just made a mistake." "What mistake?" Silas moved toward the bookshelf that hid the back room. He pulled "The History of the pixel" on the third shelf, and the mechanism clicked. "She assumed we were still playing by the rules of the law," Silas said, the shadows swallowing his face. "Get the bag. We have work to do."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
90.41% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags29
adverbTagCount4
adverbTags
0"The name tasted like [like]"
1"She gestured around [around]"
2"She turned back [back]"
3"She glanced back [back]"
dialogueSentences73
tagDensity0.397
leniency0.795
rawRatio0.138
effectiveRatio0.11
90.07% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1511
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"very"
count2
1
adverb"really"
count1
highlights
0"very"
1"really"
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)
66.91% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1511
totalAiIsms10
found
0
word"rhythmic"
count1
1
word"silence"
count1
2
word"silk"
count1
3
word"scanning"
count1
4
word"down my spine"
count1
5
word"echoed"
count1
6
word"throb"
count1
7
word"gleaming"
count1
8
word"familiar"
count1
9
word"echoing"
count1
highlights
0"rhythmic"
1"silence"
2"silk"
3"scanning"
4"down my spine"
5"echoed"
6"throb"
7"gleaming"
8"familiar"
9"echoing"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences114
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences114
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences157
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen38
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords2
totalWords1503
ratio0.001
matches
0"Not yet."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions14
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
33.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions46
wordCount983
uniqueNames19
maxNameDensity1.63
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity4
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Soho1
Tuesday1
Shaftesbury1
Avenue1
London1
Cardiff1
Vauxhall1
Corsas1
Eva13
Kensington1
Cold1
War1
Berlin1
Slim1
Grey1
Goose1
Silas16
Prague1
Beirut1
persons
0"Eva"
1"Silas"
places
0"Soho"
1"Shaftesbury"
2"Avenue"
3"London"
4"Cardiff"
5"Vauxhall"
6"Kensington"
7"Berlin"
8"Prague"
9"Beirut"
globalScore0.686
windowScore0.333
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences68
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1503
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences157
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs70
mean21.47
std17.54
cv0.817
sampleLengths
037
116
25
39
480
545
614
76
844
93
1015
1165
126
1334
142
1549
166
1735
1837
1923
2045
2120
2236
232
248
2538
2618
2738
2821
2928
305
3128
325
3330
345
3537
363
3749
3816
3923
407
4142
4212
436
4417
4522
4627
4730
483
493
99.11% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences114
matches
0"was cracked"
1"was gone"
84.39% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs173
matches
0"was listening"
1"were scanning"
2"were shaking"
33.67% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount6
semicolonCount2
flaggedSentences6
totalSentences157
ratio0.038
matches
0"\"You just kicked a man out. You're clearly open for business.\" She reached into her bag—a leather clutch that probably cost more than my month's rent at the flat upstairs—and pulled out a pack of cigarettes."
1"I caught his eye—hazel and sharp—and gave a microscopic shake of my head."
2"She looked at the photos on the wall—Silas in Prague, Silas in Beirut, faces of men and women who were ghosts long before they died."
3"\"No. You're a ghost.\" Eva leaned forward; the posh façade cracking just enough to show the desperation underneath."
4"I saw the old Eva—the scared girl who used to hide in my room when her parents fought."
5"He didn't look at the screen; he looked at the door where Eva had vanished."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount974
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount18
adverbRatio0.018480492813141684
lyAdverbCount3
lyAdverbRatio0.003080082135523614
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences157
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences157
mean9.57
std7.02
cv0.733
sampleLengths
014
123
24
312
45
59
69
726
87
921
1017
1112
1214
134
142
1513
1614
176
186
1920
2018
213
229
236
243
258
2615
2718
2821
296
304
315
3222
333
342
3536
361
372
3810
393
403
4123
427
435
446
452
4614
4713
482
499
45.01% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats16
diversityRatio0.33121019108280253
totalSentences157
uniqueOpeners52
32.68% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences102
matches
0"Just the hum of the"
ratio0.01
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount58
totalSentences102
matches
0"I didn't shout"
1"I pointed to the door"
2"He sat in the shadows,"
3"He trusted me to handle"
4"I grabbed a rag and"
5"It was a Tuesday."
6"It belonged to rainy Cardiff"
7"It was a voice from"
8"I looked up."
9"I hadn't heard her come"
10"She looked expensive."
11"Her hair, once a frizzy"
12"It didn't reach her eyes."
13"Her eyes were scanning the"
14"She reached into her bag—a"
15"I didn't move."
16"She lit the cigarette with"
17"I sensed movement in the"
18"His left leg straightened, the"
19"I caught his eye—hazel and"
ratio0.569
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount97
totalSentences102
matches
0"Gin sprayed across the sticky"
1"The drunk in the tweed"
2"I didn't shout"
3"I pointed to the door"
4"Silas didn't even look up"
5"He sat in the shadows,"
6"He trusted me to handle"
7"The drunk stumbled off his"
8"The bell chimed, a cheerful"
9"I grabbed a rag and"
10"The green neon sign buzzed"
11"It was a Tuesday."
12"The rag froze in my"
13"The voice didn't belong in"
14"It belonged to rainy Cardiff"
15"It was a voice from"
16"I looked up."
17"Eva sat at the far"
18"I hadn't heard her come"
19"She looked expensive."
ratio0.951
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences102
matches(empty)
ratio0
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences30
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"He sat in the shadows, nursing a whiskey that had lasted him three hours, his silver signet ring tapping a slow, rhythmic warning against the glass."
1"It belonged to rainy Cardiff afternoons, shared cigarettes behind the gym, and whispered secrets about boys who drove Vauxhall Corsas."
2"This woman wore a camel trench coat that screamed Kensington, with a silk scarf knotted at her throat."
3"Her hair, once a frizzy brown mess, fell in sleek, ironed sheets around a face that had hardened into something statuesque."
4"She looked at the photos on the wall—Silas in Prague, Silas in Beirut, faces of men and women who were ghosts long before they died."
5"I saw the old Eva—the scared girl who used to hide in my room when her parents fought."
73.28% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags29
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"She took, her fingers brushing mine"
1"she said, her voice dropping"
2"Silas said, the shadows swallowing his face"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags8
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"I whispered (whisper)"
1"he described (describe)"
dialogueSentences73
tagDensity0.11
leniency0.219
rawRatio0.25
effectiveRatio0.055
74.9620%