Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXPW1QCWBD306VT1K8FHN3N

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Duration:
34.9s
Cost:
$0.004849
Provider:
Mistral

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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
The glass slipped from her fingers before she could catch it. Whiskey splashed across the bar, dark as old blood, and the ice cubes skittered like startled mice across the polished wood. Rory didn’t flinch. She watched the liquid pool around the boots of the man standing in front of her, the way it seeped into the cracks between the floorboards, as if the bar itself were thirsty. Silas didn’t move either. His signet ring glinted under the dim light as he curled his fingers into a loose fist, then relaxed them. The silver band had always been too big for his knuckles, a relic from another life. He studied her face, his hazel eyes sharp, missing nothing—the way her breath hitched, the way her fingers trembled just slightly against the bar top. "You’re bleeding," he said. Rory looked down. A thin red line traced the inside of her left wrist, just below the crescent-shaped scar she’d had since she was eight. The glass must’ve nicked her when it shattered. She pressed her thumb against the cut, smearing the blood. "It’s nothing." Silas reached into his pocket and pulled out a handkerchief, monogrammed with a raven in one corner. He held it out, but didn’t step closer. "You always did have a talent for understatement." She took it. The fabric was soft, worn thin from years of use. It smelled like him—cedar and old paper and something faintly metallic, like gun oil. She pressed it against her wrist, watching the white linen bloom red. "You look the same." A lie. His auburn hair was more grey than she remembered, the lines around his mouth deeper, as if someone had taken a knife to his face and carved them there. The limp was worse, too. He shifted his weight, just slightly, and she caught the way his left knee buckled before he steadied himself. Silas smirked. "And you look like hell." Rory laughed. It came out sharp, brittle. "Charming as ever." The bar was quiet, the kind of quiet that settled in the small hours of the morning, when the last of the drunks had stumbled home and the only people left were the ones who had nowhere else to go. The Raven’s Nest was nearly empty, just a few regulars nursing their drinks in the corners, their faces half-hidden in shadow. The green neon sign outside flickered, casting a sickly glow over the maps and photographs that papered the walls. Silas leaned against the bar, close enough that she could see the stubble along his jaw, the way his beard had grown in patchy in places. "What are you doing here, Rory?" She didn’t answer right away. Instead, she picked up the bottle of whiskey—the good stuff, the kind he kept under the counter—and poured herself another glass. The liquid burned going down, but she welcomed it. "Working." "Here?" "Nearby." She set the glass down. "Golden Empress. Delivery girl." Silas raised an eyebrow. "Since when?" "Since I needed a job that didn’t ask questions." He exhaled through his nose, a sound that might’ve been a laugh if it hadn’t been so bitter. "And the law degree?" "Gathering dust." Silas was quiet for a long moment. Then he reached for the bottle and poured himself a drink. His fingers were steady, but she noticed the way his knuckles whitened around the glass. "You left Cardiff in a hurry." Rory didn’t look at him. "I left Evan in a hurry." The name hung between them, heavy as a stone. Silas didn’t react, not visibly, but she saw the way his jaw tightened, the way his eyes flicked to the door, as if expecting someone to come bursting through it. "He ever find you?" "Not yet." "Good." Silas took a sip of his whiskey, then set the glass down with deliberate care. "You should’ve called." "I didn’t know if I could." "You always could." Rory traced the rim of her glass with her finger. The cut on her wrist had stopped bleeding, but the handkerchief was ruined. She folded it neatly, then tucked it into her pocket. "Things change." Silas studied her for a long moment, his gaze lingering on the dark circles under her eyes, the way her black hair fell limp around her shoulders. "You’re not sleeping." "It’s overrated." "Rory." She met his eyes. "What do you want me to say, Silas? That I’m fine? That I’ve got it all under control?" Her voice was steady, but her hands weren’t. She curled them into fists, then forced them to relax. "I’m here. That’s all that matters." Silas didn’t answer. Instead, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He slid them across the bar, the metal clinking against the wood. "Flat above the bar’s empty. You can stay there." Rory stared at the keys. "Why?" "Because you’re bleeding on my floor." He paused. "And because I owe you." "You don’t owe me anything." Silas picked up his glass and drained it in one swallow. "That’s not how I remember it." The air between them was thick, charged with things unsaid. Rory could feel the weight of it pressing down on her, the way the past always did when it caught up with you. She picked up the keys, her fingers brushing against his. His skin was warm, rough with callouses. "You look tired," she said. Silas smirked. "And you look like you’re one bad day away from jumping off a bridge." Rory laughed, and this time it didn’t sound so brittle. "Fair enough." Silas pushed away from the bar, his limp more pronounced as he turned toward the back room. "Get some sleep. We’ll talk in the morning." Rory watched him go, the way his shoulders hunched just slightly, as if carrying something heavy. The door to the back room swung shut behind him, leaving her alone in the dim light of the bar. She picked up her glass and finished her drink in one swallow. The whiskey burned all the way down, but it didn’t chase away the cold that had settled in her bones. The keys were heavy in her pocket. Outside, the green neon sign flickered again, casting long shadows across the floor. Rory didn’t move. She stayed where she was, listening to the silence of the bar, the distant hum of the city beyond the walls. Somewhere, a clock ticked. She didn’t know how long she sat there before the door to the back room opened again. Silas stood in the doorway, his face half-hidden in shadow. "You coming?" Rory stood. Her legs were unsteady, but she didn’t let herself wobble. She followed him through the bar, past the maps and photographs, past the memories that clung to the walls like cobwebs. The flat above the bar was small, just a single room with a bed, a desk, and a window that looked out over the street. The sheets were clean, the blankets folded neatly at the foot of the mattress. Rory set her bag down on the floor and turned to face Silas. He lingered in the doorway, his hands shoved deep in his pockets. "It’s not much." "It’s more than I had an hour ago." Silas nodded, but he didn’t leave. He stood there, watching her, as if waiting for something. Rory didn’t know what to say. The words stuck in her throat, thick and heavy. Finally, Silas turned to go. "Lock the door behind me." Rory didn’t move until she heard his footsteps on the stairs, the creak of the bar door swinging shut. Then she crossed the room and turned the deadbolt. The flat was quiet. Too quiet. She sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled the handkerchief from her pocket. The blood had dried, stiffening the fabric. She ran her thumb over the raven embroidered in the corner, tracing its wings. Outside, the city hummed, indifferent. Rory lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. The cut on her wrist throbbed, a dull, insistent pain. She closed her eyes. Somewhere in the distance, a siren wailed. Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped. Silence again. Rory didn’t sleep. She waited. And in the dark, the past whispered.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags5
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences43
tagDensity0.116
leniency0.233
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
85.55% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1384
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count3
1
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"slightly"
1"suddenly"
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)
38.58% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1384
totalAiIsms17
found
0
word"trembled"
count1
1
word"traced"
count2
2
word"shattered"
count1
3
word"weight"
count2
4
word"flickered"
count2
5
word"eyebrow"
count1
6
word"flicked"
count1
7
word"charged"
count1
8
word"could feel"
count1
9
word"silence"
count2
10
word"footsteps"
count1
11
word"tracing"
count1
12
word"throbbed"
count1
highlights
0"trembled"
1"traced"
2"shattered"
3"weight"
4"flickered"
5"eyebrow"
6"flicked"
7"charged"
8"could feel"
9"silence"
10"footsteps"
11"tracing"
12"throbbed"
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
narrationSentences104
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences104
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences141
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen40
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1377
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions8
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
66.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions35
wordCount1183
uniqueNames4
maxNameDensity1.44
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Rory16
Raven1
Nest1
Silas17
persons
0"Rory"
1"Raven"
2"Silas"
places(empty)
globalScore0.781
windowScore0.667
13.01% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences73
glossingSentenceCount4
matches
0"smelled like him—cedar and old paper and s"
1"as if expecting someone to come bursting through it"
2"n’t react, not visibly, but she saw the wa"
3"as if carrying something heavy"
4"as if waiting for something"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.726
wordCount1377
matches
0"not visibly, but she saw the way his jaw tightened, the way his eyes flicked"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences141
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs64
mean21.52
std18.96
cv0.881
sampleLengths
068
165
24
345
433
543
655
77
810
980
1032
1136
121
1310
146
159
1622
172
1839
1911
2043
212
2219
236
243
2535
2630
272
281
2946
3037
316
3213
335
3417
3550
365
3716
3812
3925
4036
4132
427
4337
444
4529
4633
4752
4815
498
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences104
matches
0"was ruined"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs217
matches
0"was, listening"
82.07% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount4
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences3
totalSentences141
ratio0.021
matches
0"He studied her face, his hazel eyes sharp, missing nothing—the way her breath hitched, the way her fingers trembled just slightly against the bar top."
1"It smelled like him—cedar and old paper and something faintly metallic, like gun oil."
2"Instead, she picked up the bottle of whiskey—the good stuff, the kind he kept under the counter—and poured herself another glass."
96.76% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1190
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount52
adverbRatio0.043697478991596636
lyAdverbCount12
lyAdverbRatio0.010084033613445379
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences141
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences141
mean9.77
std7.63
cv0.781
sampleLengths
011
121
23
333
44
520
616
725
84
93
1022
118
1210
132
1417
158
168
173
1810
1914
2012
214
222
2329
245
2519
262
275
282
295
303
3140
3221
3319
3426
356
365
3721
389
391
401
416
424
434
442
459
4618
474
482
497
45.74% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats6
diversityRatio0.2695035460992908
totalSentences141
uniqueOpeners38
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount8
totalSentences93
matches
0"Instead, she picked up the"
1"Then he reached for the"
2"Instead, he reached into his"
3"Somewhere, a clock ticked."
4"Finally, Silas turned to go."
5"Then she crossed the room"
6"Somewhere in the distance, a"
7"Then, just as suddenly as"
ratio0.086
82.37% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount32
totalSentences93
matches
0"She watched the liquid pool"
1"His signet ring glinted under"
2"He studied her face, his"
3"She pressed her thumb against"
4"He held it out, but"
5"She took it."
6"It smelled like him—cedar and"
7"She pressed it against her"
8"His auburn hair was more"
9"He shifted his weight, just"
10"It came out sharp, brittle."
11"She didn’t answer right away."
12"She set the glass down"
13"He exhaled through his nose,"
14"His fingers were steady, but"
15"She folded it neatly, then"
16"She met his eyes."
17"Her voice was steady, but"
18"She curled them into fists,"
19"He slid them across the"
ratio0.344
19.14% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount82
totalSentences93
matches
0"The glass slipped from her"
1"Whiskey splashed across the bar,"
2"Rory didn’t flinch."
3"She watched the liquid pool"
4"Silas didn’t move either."
5"His signet ring glinted under"
6"The silver band had always"
7"He studied her face, his"
8"Rory looked down."
9"A thin red line traced"
10"The glass must’ve nicked her"
11"She pressed her thumb against"
12"Silas reached into his pocket"
13"He held it out, but"
14"She took it."
15"The fabric was soft, worn"
16"It smelled like him—cedar and"
17"She pressed it against her"
18"His auburn hair was more"
19"The limp was worse, too."
ratio0.882
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences93
matches(empty)
ratio0
80.20% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences57
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"She watched the liquid pool around the boots of the man standing in front of her, the way it seeped into the cracks between the floorboards, as if the bar itsel…"
1"His auburn hair was more grey than she remembered, the lines around his mouth deeper, as if someone had taken a knife to his face and carved them there."
2"The bar was quiet, the kind of quiet that settled in the small hours of the morning, when the last of the drunks had stumbled home and the only people left were…"
3"Silas didn’t react, not visibly, but she saw the way his jaw tightened, the way his eyes flicked to the door, as if expecting someone to come bursting through i…"
4"Rory watched him go, the way his shoulders hunched just slightly, as if carrying something heavy."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags5
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences43
tagDensity0.047
leniency0.093
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
83.6698%