Run: 2026-03-03-01KJTY259X889P67M1X3APXNEX

Run Details

Duration:
8.9s
Cost:
$0.003890
Provider:
Google AI Studio

Model input

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

Model response

AI
The glass shattered against the mahogany floorboards, a singular, violent note in the humid, low-fi symphony of The Raven's Nest. "Careful, Rory. That’s vintage." Silas didn't look up from the leather-bound ledger spread across the bar. His silver signet ring caught the dim green light, clicking rhythmically against the grain of the wood. I froze, the jagged neck of the bottle still gripped in my hand, my knuckles white against my palms. The scent of spilled amber liquid—cloying and sharp—filled the air, masking the usual stagnant smell of stale cigarettes and floor wax. I turned, ready to snap something caustic about clumsy hands or failing bar staff, but the words withered in my throat. He stood by the bookshelf, just where the shadows gathered to hide the seam of the secret entrance. His coat was new, expensive, tailored to a frame that looked denser, heavier than the one I remembered from the Cardiff years. The sharp angles of his jawline had been softened by time, or perhaps by whatever new skin he had grown to survive the distance between us. "Evan." My voice sounded like gravel, raspy and thin. He exhaled, a sound that might have been a laugh if there was any humour attached to it. He stepped forward, his leather brogues making no sound on the worn boards. "You look smaller, Laila." "Don't call me that. It’s been five years, Evan. Five years since you decided my life wasn't your property. And it’s Aurora now." "Aurora. Sounds like a stage name." He reached into his pocket—a sharp, sudden movement that made Silas go ice-still behind the bar—but he only produced a pack of cigarettes. He didn't light one. He just turned the paper between his fingers, tracing the filter. "I heard you were in London. Didn't think you’d be pouring drinks for a washed-up spook." Silas chuckled, a dry, rasping sound. He closed the ledger and slid it into the shadows beneath the counter, his hazel eyes locking onto Evan’s with the weight of a firing squad. "She’s not just pouring drinks, son. She’s keeping the peace. Something you seem to have struggled with in your last address, if the reports are accurate." Evan’s gaze flickered to Silas, acknowledging the threat, then darted back to me. His eyes were dark, devoid of the hollow fire I used to fear. They were just cold, flat, like wet slate. There was no recognition of the girl who used to read him poetry on the banks of the Taff, no trace of the man who had once promised that we were the only ones who saw the world for what it was. "I came for the girl, Silas. Not the politics." "There's no girl here," I said, my heart hammers striking against my ribs. "Just a woman who knows exactly how fast you run when the lights come on." "People change, Rory." He took a step closer, close enough that I could smell the faint, metallic scent of ozone clinging to his wool coat. "You were always the smart one. The one who could build a life out of paperclips and sheer stubbornness. You think hiding behind a neon green sign and an old man with a bum knee makes you untouchable?" I dropped the broken neck of the bottle into a stained rag and wiped my hands, trying to keep my breathing steady. "I don't need to be untouchable. I just need to be gone. And you’re trespassing." "Am I?" He gestured vaguely toward the bar top, the maps pinned to the walls. "Seems like a public house to me." "It’s a private graveyard," Silas interjected, sliding a glass of clear, viscous spirit across the polished surface. "And the cemetery is full, Evan. You'd do well to find another plot." Evan didn't touch the drink. He stared at the condensation forming on the glass, watching the beads slide down into the wood. The room seemed to expand, the distance between us stretching into a chasm that logic couldn't bridge. I remembered the crescent-shaped scar on my wrist, the one I’d earned the night I finally broke free, the night I’d run into the rain with nothing but the clothes on my back and a desperate need to breathe. "I didn't come to start a war, Rory." His voice dropped, losing its jagged edge, replaced by something smoother, more dangerous. "I came to warn you. The barrister in Cardiff? Your father? He’s been asking questions that have nothing to do with the law." The air in the room grew heavy. A cold, damp draft rattled the green sign outside, throwing a sickly, flickering glow over the grime-streaked photos on the wall. I saw the way Silas’s hand drifted toward the underside of the bar, toward the weight he kept hidden there. "My father doesn't concern you." "He does if he’s digging into the same trash I am." Evan leaned in, his shadow stretching long and distorted across the floor. "You think you escaped. You think this version of you—this waitress with the bright blue, guarded eyes—is the real one. But you’re still the girl who can't let go of the truth, aren't you? It's your one fatal flaw." "And your flaw," Silas said, standing up, his slight limp favouring his left leg as he moved with a predator's grace, "is assuming we aren't aware of the wreckage you leave in your wake." Evan smiled then, a jagged, broken display of teeth. "The wreckage is the point, Silas. It’s what you build the next house on." He turned, his coat flaring behind him, and walked toward the door. The neon light outside hummed—a low, buzzing, electric heartbeat. He stopped at the threshold, hand hovering over the heavy brass handle. "Check the post at your apartment, Rory. Someone left a confession in your mailbox. I suggest you read it before the authorities do." He stepped out, the door swinging shut against the damp London night, leaving the bell ringing with a hollow, brassy sound that echoed long after he vanished into the fog. I looked at Silas. His face was a mask of calculated apathy, but his hand was still gripping the underside of the bar, his knuckles raw and white. "He’s lying," I said, though my stomach went cold. "Maybe." Silas picked up the rag and began to methodically scrub the spill, his movements stiff. "But in this city, the truth is just a liability. If he’s baiting you, it’s because he knows exactly where the hook sits." "I have to go home." "Don't." The heavy, metallic thud of a car door slammed somewhere down the alley. Then, the rhythmic, guttural roar of an engine igniting—a sound that cut through the silence of the bar like a razor. "Silas, stay here." I didn't wait for his permission. I vaulted over the end of the bar, my boots catching the edge of the mat, and hit the floor running. I burst through the back exit, the cold, wet air hitting my face like a physical blow. The alley was dark, a tunnel of black brick and overflowing bins. At the end of the lane, a sleek, shadowy vehicle idled, its brake lights glowing like twin, bloody eyes in the mist. It wasn't moving. It was waiting. I reached for the handle of the stairs leading to my flat, but the door was wide open, the wood splintered around the lock, hanging by a single, groaning hinge. The faint, floral scent of my own perfume wafted out, mingled with something else—a sharp, chemical smell of burning plastic. Everything I had built, every wall I had erected to keep the past at bay, had just been breached. I didn't reach for my phone. I reached for the heavy iron key tucked into my collar, the one Silas gave me for the hidden room beneath the floorboards. A shadow moved behind the broken door, a silhouette that definitely wasn't Evan. It was taller, broader, and it carried the distinct, heavy promise of something metallic and cold. "Aurora?" The voice wasn't Evan's. It was hollow, synthesised, coming from the darkness of my own home. "We didn't think you’d be home so soon."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags12
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"He gestured vaguely [vaguely]"
dialogueSentences33
tagDensity0.364
leniency0.727
rawRatio0.083
effectiveRatio0.061
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1374
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)
52.69% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1374
totalAiIsms13
found
0
word"shattered"
count1
1
word"symphony"
count1
2
word"tracing"
count1
3
word"weight"
count2
4
word"flickered"
count1
5
word"predator"
count1
6
word"electric"
count1
7
word"echoed"
count1
8
word"calculated"
count1
9
word"stomach"
count1
10
word"rhythmic"
count1
11
word"silence"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"symphony"
2"tracing"
3"weight"
4"flickered"
5"predator"
6"electric"
7"echoed"
8"calculated"
9"stomach"
10"rhythmic"
11"silence"
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
narrationSentences63
matches(empty)
97.51% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences63
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences83
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen42
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1365
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions10
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
99.60% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions22
wordCount992
uniqueNames7
maxNameDensity1.01
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Raven1
Nest1
Cardiff1
Silas10
Evan7
Taff1
London1
persons
0"Raven"
1"Silas"
2"Evan"
places
0"Cardiff"
1"London"
globalScore0.996
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences57
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"sounded like gravel, raspy and thin"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1365
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences83
matches
0"promised that we"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs41
mean33.29
std20.91
cv0.628
sampleLengths
020
133
261
366
49
531
64
723
860
958
1076
119
1228
1363
1437
1522
1630
1778
1844
1948
205
2162
2234
2323
2433
2523
2630
2728
289
2939
305
311
3234
333
3456
3522
366
3750
3848
3929
4025
94.12% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences63
matches
0"been softened"
1"been breached"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs158
matches
0"was still gripping"
1"was waiting"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount7
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences5
totalSentences83
ratio0.06
matches
0"The scent of spilled amber liquid—cloying and sharp—filled the air, masking the usual stagnant smell of stale cigarettes and floor wax."
1"\"Aurora. Sounds like a stage name.\" He reached into his pocket—a sharp, sudden movement that made Silas go ice-still behind the bar—but he only produced a pack of cigarettes."
2"The neon light outside hummed—a low, buzzing, electric heartbeat."
3"Then, the rhythmic, guttural roar of an engine igniting—a sound that cut through the silence of the bar like a razor."
4"The faint, floral scent of my own perfume wafted out, mingled with something else—a sharp, chemical smell of burning plastic."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1004
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount28
adverbRatio0.027888446215139442
lyAdverbCount8
lyAdverbRatio0.00796812749003984
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences83
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences83
mean16.45
std9.05
cv0.551
sampleLengths
020
116
217
319
421
521
618
722
826
99
1018
1113
124
1323
1429
154
1611
1716
186
1926
2026
2113
2213
238
2442
259
2613
2715
2825
2938
3022
3115
3215
337
3417
3513
365
3717
3817
3939
4021
4123
427
4321
4420
455
4623
4739
4834
499
45.38% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats9
diversityRatio0.3373493975903614
totalSentences83
uniqueOpeners28
52.91% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences63
matches
0"Then, the rhythmic, guttural roar"
ratio0.016
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount38
totalSentences63
matches
0"His silver signet ring caught"
1"I froze, the jagged neck"
2"I turned, ready to snap"
3"He stood by the bookshelf,"
4"His coat was new, expensive,"
5"My voice sounded like gravel,"
6"He exhaled, a sound that"
7"He stepped forward, his leather"
8"He reached into his pocket—a"
9"He didn't light one."
10"He just turned the paper"
11"He closed the ledger and"
12"His eyes were dark, devoid"
13"They were just cold, flat,"
14"I said, my heart hammers"
15"He took a step closer,"
16"I dropped the broken neck"
17"He gestured vaguely toward the"
18"He stared at the condensation"
19"I remembered the crescent-shaped scar"
ratio0.603
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount60
totalSentences63
matches
0"The glass shattered against the"
1"Silas didn't look up from"
2"His silver signet ring caught"
3"I froze, the jagged neck"
4"The scent of spilled amber"
5"I turned, ready to snap"
6"He stood by the bookshelf,"
7"His coat was new, expensive,"
8"The sharp angles of his"
9"My voice sounded like gravel,"
10"He exhaled, a sound that"
11"He stepped forward, his leather"
12"He reached into his pocket—a"
13"He didn't light one."
14"He just turned the paper"
15"Silas chuckled, a dry, rasping"
16"He closed the ledger and"
17"Evan’s gaze flickered to Silas,"
18"His eyes were dark, devoid"
19"They were just cold, flat,"
ratio0.952
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences63
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences39
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"His coat was new, expensive, tailored to a frame that looked denser, heavier than the one I remembered from the Cardiff years."
1"He stepped out, the door swinging shut against the damp London night, leaving the bell ringing with a hollow, brassy sound that echoed long after he vanished in…"
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags12
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"He gestured vaguely, the maps pinned to the walls"
1"Evan leaned in, his shadow stretching long and distorted across the floor"
2"I said, though my stomach went cold"
3"Silas picked up, his movements stiff"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Silas interjected (interject)"
dialogueSentences33
tagDensity0.121
leniency0.242
rawRatio0.25
effectiveRatio0.061
78.0737%