Run: 2026-02-24-01KJ8WBQCY3PM9B3HAJSDKN3DV

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Duration:
1m 34s
Cost:
$0.115075
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Amazon Bedrock

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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 Rory's fingers and shattered against the floor behind the bar. "Bloody hell." She crouched, picking shards out of the rubber mat while Silas watched from his stool at the far end, silver signet ring catching the light as he turned a page of his newspaper. "That's three this week." "I'll buy you new ones." "You'll buy me a case at this rate." The door swung open. Cold air knifed through the warmth of The Raven's Nest, carrying with it the faint wail of a siren from somewhere down in Soho. Rory didn't look up. She was still hunting for a sliver that had skittered under the ice well when a voice she hadn't heard in four years ordered a Hendrick's and tonic. Her hand stopped moving. She knew that voice the way she knew the crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist, instinctively, without needing to see it. She stood. The man at the bar wore a charcoal suit that cost more than three months of her delivery wages. His hair, once a shaggy mess she'd tugged during drunken debates about tort reform in the student union, was cropped close and styled with something that smelled like bergamot and money. He'd lost weight. Not in a healthy way. His cheekbones carved shadows she didn't recognise. "Callum." He blinked. Looked at her. Looked at the bar towel draped over her shoulder. Looked at the green neon glow bleeding through the window behind her. "Rory Carter." A smile broke across his face, but it arrived a half-second too late, like a translation from another language. "Christ. Of all the bars in London." "Of all the bars." She poured the Hendrick's. Heavy. Old habit. "Didn't know you were in London." "Six months now. Transferred from the Cardiff office." "Which office?" "Harding Lyle." She set the glass down harder than she meant to. Harding Lyle. Corporate defence. The kind of firm that made pharmaceutical companies' manslaughter charges evaporate. She and Callum had torn apart their case studies in second year, laughing at the brazenness, the sheer moral bankruptcy. "Congratulations." "Don't." "Don't what?" "That thing with your jaw. You always clench when you're judging." She touched her jaw. Relaxed it. Hated that he still knew that about her. "I'm not judging." "You're pouring drinks in Soho, Rory. You don't get to judge." The words landed. She let them. Down the bar, Silas turned another page of his newspaper with the particular slowness of a man who was listening to everything. Callum ran a finger along the rim of his glass. "Sorry. That was, I didn't mean it like that." "You meant it exactly like that." His shoulders dropped. The suit didn't wrinkle. Expensive fabric never does. "Maybe. I don't know. Seeing you here, it's, I had a picture in my head. Of where you'd end up. This wasn't it." "Where was I in this picture?" "Courtroom. Some human rights thing. Arguing circles around prosecutors twice your age." He sipped his gin. "You were the best in our year, Rory. Lecturers said it. Everyone said it." "Everyone said a lot of things." She grabbed a rag and wiped down the section of bar between them, a physical barrier drawn in small, circular motions. The old maps on the walls seemed to lean in. Black-and-white photographs of strangers from other decades watched from their frames, dead eyes in dead faces above dead smiles. "You disappeared," Callum said. "Third year. Gone. No note, no call, no nothing. Megan thought you'd been sectioned. Owen figured you'd gone travelling. I just kept checking your email." Rory wrung the rag out in the sink. Brown water spiralled down the drain. "I had to leave Cardiff." "Because of Evan?" The name hung between them like smoke. She felt it in her teeth. "Who told you?" "Nobody told me anything." Callum's voice dropped. "I worked it out. After. The bruises you said were from rugby. The way you stopped coming to pub quiz. The time you wore a scarf in July." Rory's hand found the edge of the bar and gripped it. "You worked it out after." "Yes." "Not during." He met her eyes. Something moved behind his face, something heavy and unfinished, and for a moment the expensive suit and the bergamot and the six months at Harding Lyle fell away, and he was just Callum Price sitting in the back row of Contract Law, passing her crisps under the desk because she'd skipped lunch again. "No. Not during." "Right." She pulled a fresh pint glass from the shelf and held it up to the light, checking for spots. Clean. She put it back anyway and picked up another. Checked that too. "I should have seen it," Callum said. "I think about it. More than I should." "Don't do that." "Do what?" "Make it about you." He flinched. She watched it happen, the micro-contraction around his eyes, the way his fingers tightened on the glass. Good. No. Not good. She exhaled through her nose and set down the pint glass. "That came out wrong." "No," he said. "It came out right." Silas folded his newspaper. The motion was quiet but deliberate, and both of them glanced toward him. He stood, favouring his left leg as he always did, and limped past them toward the bookshelf along the back wall. "I'm restocking the reserve. Give a shout if anyone comes in." He disappeared through the gap in the shelves, the hidden door clicking shut behind him, and the bar shrank. Just the two of them now, the green neon, and four years of silence. Callum turned his glass on the counter. Clockwise. Always clockwise. She remembered that too. "Harding Lyle pays well." "I'm sure it does." "Three hundred and forty thousand a year, plus bonuses." "Is this the part where I'm supposed to be impressed?" "It's the part where I explain why I look like this." He gestured at himself, the suit, the hollow cheekbones. "I don't sleep, Rory. I haven't slept properly in two years. I defend companies that poison rivers and call it compliance. Last month I got a settlement reduced for a firm that knew, they knew, their product was killing people. And I did it well. I did it brilliantly." He took a long drink. "That's the worst part. I'm good at it." "You were always good at everything." "Not the things that mattered." The bell above the door jingled. A couple wandered in, arms linked, laughing about something on their phones. Rory served them without thinking, muscle memory turning taps and making change, and by the time she came back, Callum had finished his gin. "Another?" "I should go." Neither of them moved. "Do you remember Professor Hennessey's ethics seminar?" Callum asked. "The trolley problem variations?" "The one where you argued for forty minutes that there's always a third option?" "I believed it then." "And now?" "Now I know the trolley's already moved, and someone's paying me to write the report explaining why the people on the tracks were standing in the wrong place." She poured him another gin. He didn't stop her. Their fingers brushed across the glass and neither of them acknowledged it. "I could ask Silas if he's hiring," Rory said. "The pay's rubbish, the tips are worse, and you'd have to learn to pull a pint without a head like a cloud." Something cracked in his expression. Not quite a laugh. Not quite a sob. Something in between that lived in a place where language stopped being useful. "You're serious." "Silas takes in strays. It's sort of his thing." Callum looked around The Raven's Nest, at the maps marking borders that no longer existed, at the photographs of people whose names no one remembered, at the woman behind the bar who'd vanished from his life and rebuilt herself in a place like this. "You're happy here?" "I'm here. That's enough for now." He nodded. Pulled a card from inside his jacket, hotel-white, embossed with the Harding Lyle crest. He set it on the bar, thought for a moment, then turned it face-down. "My mobile's on the back. The personal one, not the firm's." Rory picked up the card. The back had a handwritten number, cramped digits in blue ink, the penmanship of someone used to writing fast. "Callum." He stopped halfway off his stool. "The scarf in July. You noticed." "Of course I noticed." "Then why didn't you say anything?" The green neon buzzed. The couple in the corner laughed at their phones. Somewhere in the hidden back room, Silas shifted something heavy across the floor. Callum put both hands flat on the bar. His wedding ring, which she hadn't noticed until now, caught the dim light. "Because I was afraid that if I asked, you'd tell me the truth. And then I'd have to do something about it." He picked up his glass, drained the last of the gin, and placed it down with the precision of a man who measured everything. "And I wasn't brave enough for that." The door opened. Two men in paint-spattered overalls crowded in, calling for lager. Rory turned to serve them. When she looked back, Callum's stool stood empty. The business card lay face-down on the bar next to a fifty-pound note and an untouched slice of lime. She picked up the card, read the number once, twice, and slid it into her back pocket. The bookshelf clicked open. "Friend of yours?" Silas leaned against the frame, arms crossed, his hazel eyes carrying the particular weight of a man who'd spent thirty years reading people for a living. "Used to be." "The good kind or the complicated kind?" "Is there a difference?" Silas considered this. His hand went to his signet ring, turning it once, a habit she'd learned meant he was choosing his next words with care. "The complicated ones come back." He limped behind the bar and took the fifty-pound note. "This'll cover the glasses you broke. And then some." "Silas." "Hm." "He said he noticed." "Most people notice." Silas pulled a fresh glass from the shelf and held it up to the neon light, just as she had minutes before. "Noticing's easy. Costs nothing. It's the doing that bankrupts you." The door opened again. A woman in a red coat stood in the entrance, scanning the room with the focused attention of someone looking for a specific face. Her eyes locked on Rory. "Aurora Carter?" Rory's hand found the bar towel and gripped it. "Depends who's asking." The woman stepped inside and let the door close behind her. She reached into her coat and placed a small crescent-shaped envelope on the bar, the wax seal stamped with a symbol Rory had never seen before, something winged and wrong. "Someone who knows what happened in Cardiff," the woman said. "All of it."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags15
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences91
tagDensity0.165
leniency0.33
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1810
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
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)
80.66% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1810
totalAiIsms7
found
0
word"shattered"
count1
1
word"warmth"
count1
2
word"weight"
count2
3
word"silence"
count1
4
word"measured"
count1
5
word"scanning"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"warmth"
2"weight"
3"silence"
4"measured"
5"scanning"
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
narrationSentences118
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences118
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences194
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen54
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1810
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions22
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
99.41% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions50
wordCount1186
uniqueNames14
maxNameDensity1.01
worstName"Callum"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Rory11
Silas7
Raven2
Nest2
Soho1
Hendrick2
Heavy1
Lyle3
Callum12
Harding3
Price1
Contract1
Law1
Looked3
persons
0"Rory"
1"Silas"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Hendrick"
5"Lyle"
6"Callum"
7"Harding"
8"Price"
9"Law"
10"Looked"
places
0"Soho"
globalScore0.994
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences63
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"smelled like bergamot and money"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1810
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences194
matches
0"Hated that he"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs116
mean15.6
std15.86
cv1.017
sampleLengths
014
12
233
34
45
58
660
725
867
91
1026
1128
1217
138
142
152
1645
171
181
192
2011
2114
223
2311
2428
2519
266
2711
2823
296
3030
316
3250
3329
3414
355
363
3713
383
3935
4011
415
421
432
4457
453
461
4732
4815
493
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences118
matches
0"was cropped"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs203
matches
0"was still hunting"
1"was listening"
2"was choosing"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences194
ratio0
matches(empty)
99.70% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount694
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount28
adverbRatio0.040345821325648415
lyAdverbCount4
lyAdverbRatio0.005763688760806916
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences194
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences194
mean9.33
std9.05
cv0.97
sampleLengths
014
12
233
34
45
58
64
724
84
928
104
1121
122
1319
1431
153
165
177
181
192
203
219
2212
2321
247
258
261
272
286
298
302
312
3210
332
342
3511
3620
371
381
392
4011
414
422
438
443
4511
463
473
4822
4910
62.89% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats8
diversityRatio0.4020618556701031
totalSentences194
uniqueOpeners78
68.03% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences98
matches
0"Just the two of them"
1"Somewhere in the hidden back"
ratio0.02
64.90% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount38
totalSentences98
matches
0"She crouched, picking shards out"
1"She was still hunting for"
2"Her hand stopped moving."
3"She knew that voice the"
4"His hair, once a shaggy"
5"He'd lost weight."
6"His cheekbones carved shadows she"
7"She poured the Hendrick's"
8"She set the glass down"
9"She and Callum had torn"
10"She touched her jaw."
11"She let them."
12"His shoulders dropped."
13"He sipped his gin"
14"She grabbed a rag and"
15"She felt it in her"
16"He met her eyes."
17"She pulled a fresh pint"
18"She put it back anyway"
19"She watched it happen, the"
ratio0.388
46.73% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount81
totalSentences98
matches
0"The glass slipped from Rory's"
1"She crouched, picking shards out"
2"The door swung open."
3"Rory didn't look up."
4"She was still hunting for"
5"Her hand stopped moving."
6"She knew that voice the"
7"The man at the bar"
8"His hair, once a shaggy"
9"He'd lost weight."
10"His cheekbones carved shadows she"
11"A smile broke across his"
12"She poured the Hendrick's"
13"She set the glass down"
14"The kind of firm that"
15"She and Callum had torn"
16"She touched her jaw."
17"The words landed."
18"She let them."
19"Callum ran a finger along"
ratio0.827
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences98
matches(empty)
ratio0
74.83% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences42
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"She was still hunting for a sliver that had skittered under the ice well when a voice she hadn't heard in four years ordered a Hendrick's and tonic."
1"The man at the bar wore a charcoal suit that cost more than three months of her delivery wages."
2"Down the bar, Silas turned another page of his newspaper with the particular slowness of a man who was listening to everything."
3"Callum looked around The Raven's Nest, at the maps marking borders that no longer existed, at the photographs of people whose names no one remembered, at the wo…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags15
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences91
tagDensity0.066
leniency0.132
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
89.9049%