Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFDYPSNFB7DRP1F4ZS2ZE2G

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You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Thriller 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="4416" name="Detective Harlow Quinn" aliases="Quinn, Detective Quinn, Harlow" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Antagonist"> <eyeColor>brown</eyeColor> <hair>closely cropped salt-and-pepper</hair> <height>5'9"</height> <age>41</age> <jawline>sharp jaw</jawline> <watch>worn leather watch on her left wrist</watch> <bearing>military precision</bearing> <description>A Metropolitan Police detective with 18 years of decorated service who suspects the clique is involved in criminal activity.</description> <backstory>She lost her partner, DS Morris, during a case three years ago under unexplained circumstances that had supernatural origins she doesn't yet understand.</backstory> </character> <character id="4417" name="Tomás Herrera" aliases="Tommy, Tomás, Herrera" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Support"> <eyeColor>warm brown</eyeColor> <hair>short curly dark brown</hair> <height>5'10"</height> <age>29</age> <skinTone>olive skin</skinTone> <scar>scar running along his left forearm from a knife attack</scar> <medallion>Saint Christopher medallion around his neck</medallion> <birthplace>Seville, Spain</birthplace> <description>A former paramedic who provides off-the-books medical care for the clique.</description> <backstory>Born in Seville, Spain. He moved to London to work for the NHS but lost his license after administering unauthorized treatments to supernatural patients.</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> <location id="856" name="The Veil Market" aliases="Veil Market, the Market, underground market" realm="Earth"> <currentLocation>abandoned Tube station beneath Camden</currentLocation> <entryRequirement>bone token</entryRequirement> <schedule>moves locations every full moon</schedule> <description>A hidden supernatural black market that sells enchanted goods, banned alchemical substances, and information.</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 thriller genre. A detective is pursuing a suspect through rain-soaked city streets at night. The chase takes them from the street level down into an underground market. The detective must decide whether to follow the suspect into unfamiliar and potentially dangerous territory. 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

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Her boot skidded on a puddle of spilt lager, the impact jarring the worn leather watch on her left wrist. Harlow caught herself on a moss-slick brick wall, the skin of her palm tearing as she righted herself, her salt-and-pepper cropped hair plastered to her sharp jawline by rain that had fallen nonstop for six hours. Twenty yards ahead, the black hoodie of the suspect she’d chased for three miles bobbed between a kebab shop and a shuttered sex shop, the kid’s footfalls too fast for her 41-year-old lungs to match easily. She’d spent 18 years on the Metropolitan Police, trained to keep pace with suspects half her age, but this run had gutted her. The taste of copper coated her tongue, and she pressed a hand to her side to stanch the stitch that threatened to fold her in half. She’d picked the kid up outside the Raven’s Nest, the Soho bar she’d staked out for seven weeks straight. She’d watched him slip out of the hidden back exit, the swinging bookshelf that led to the Nest’s clandestine meeting room closing soft behind him, and she’d moved before she thought better of it. She’d called in sick that morning, told her superiors she was suffering from a seasonal flu, because she knew if she filed for a surveillance warrant, it would be denied. Everyone at the station treated her like a broken toy, the detective who couldn’t let her dead partner go. Three years prior, DS Jim Morris had vanished mid-case, only his scuffed work boot turning up on the back steps of Paddington Station, no note, no body, no trace of what had happened. Harlow had spent every day since digging into the clique that ran the Raven’s Nest, the group that left cut phone lines and burnt case files in their wake whenever she got too close. No one believed her when she said the clique was more than a simple drug ring, that the things she’d found in Morris’s notes, the carved bone fragments and the references to a market that hid from ordinary people, were real. She didn’t fully understand it herself, but she knew it had killed Jim. The kid darted across Oxford Street, weaving between a black cab and a night bus that blared its horn as he passed. Harlow followed, ignoring the cabbie’s yell of obscene abuse, her hand clamped around the strap of her shoulder bag that held her badge and her service pistol. She couldn’t call for backup. The last time she’d tried to bring a fellow officer into her investigation, the man had turned up with a warning carved into his arm, told her to drop it or she’d end up like Jim. She was alone, and that was how she preferred it. No one else to get hurt. She kept the kid in sight as he cut through Camden High Street, past the buskers’ locked guitar cases and the boarded up front of a vintage clothes shop, his pace slowing as he reached the mouth of an unlit alley that ran down to the abandoned Camden Town tube extension, the stretch of line that had been sealed off after a fire in the 1980s. Harlow ducked behind a skip, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she watched him fumble a small carved disc from his pocket. She’d seen those fragments before, tucked into Jim’s case file, described as bone tokens, the only way to gain entry to the Veil Market. The underground supernatural black market that moved locations every full moon. Tonight was the full moon. She’d planned for that, knew the clique would be moving stock to the new site this week, that the Market would be active under Camden for the next month. The kid tugged a loose pine board from the tunnel’s entrance, the wood rotting at the edges, and slipped inside, the board swinging shut behind him. Harlow pushed off the skip, her hand drifting to the pistol holstered at her hip, when a voice cut through the rain, soft but sharp enough to make her freeze. “You don’t want to go in there.” She spun, taser drawn before she registered the man standing ten feet away, his short curly dark hair matted to his head, a Saint Christopher medallion glinting under the streetlight through the open collar of his soaked raincoat. Tomás Herrera, the 29-year-old former paramedic who’d lost his NHS license two years prior for administering unauthorised treatments. She’d flagged him as a clique associate six months prior, the man who provided off-the-books medical care for anyone tied to the Raven’s Nest. The scar that ran along his left forearm, the one he’d earned in a knife attack a year prior, caught the light as he held his hands up, slow, like he was calming a spooked animal. “Drop the taser, Quinn. I’m not here to fight you.” “How do you know my name?” She didn’t lower the weapon, her military training kicking in, her stance wide and balanced. She was five foot nine, almost as tall as he was, and she’d put enough rounds through targets to know she could hit him before he took a step. “I know everyone who spends enough time loitering outside the Nest. You’re not subtle. You park the same unmarked Vauxhall across the street every Tuesday and Friday. You drink the same black coffee from the same paper cup.” Tomás lowered his hands, but he didn’t move closer. The rain dripped off the end of his nose, his olive skin flushed from the cold. “That kid you’re chasing? Luka. He’s 19. He runs parcels of painkillers and first aid supplies between the Nest and the Market. He’s never hurt anyone. You go in after him, you won’t last ten minutes. The Market doesn’t let cops past its gates. They’ll dump your body in the Regent’s Canal before the sun comes up.” “I don’t care about your errand boy.” Harlow took a step forward, the taser still raised. “I care about who killed my partner. Jim Morris. He came down here three years ago, chasing the same lead I am. You people killed him, left only his boot to send me a message.” Tomás’s face fell, the warmth draining from his brown eyes. “Morris didn’t die at our hands. He broke into the Market, tried to steal a cursed locket that the clique’s leaders keep locked in a vault. He didn’t know what it did, didn’t listen when the guards told him to put it down. The Market’s hound tore him apart before anyone could intervene. I was there. I sewed up what was left of the guards that tried to stop him. I saw what that locket does to people who don’t know how to wield it. Jim wasn’t murdered. He made a mistake. A stupid, reckless mistake that cost him his life.” “Bullshit.” Harlow’s voice cracked, the grief she’d carried for three years bubbling up, hot and sharp. “Jim was the best cop I ever worked with. He didn’t break into places, he didn’t steal. You’re covering for your bosses.” “I’m not covering for anyone. I treat the clique’s wounded because no one else will. I lost my license because I stitched up a teenaged werewolf who’d been stabbed by a gang in Hackney, because if I’d taken him to A&E, he’d have been cut open by scientists before he even got a CT scan. I don’t agree with what the leaders do, the smuggling, the curses they sell to abusers to control their partners. But I’m not going to let you walk into that tunnel and get yourself killed for a revenge mission that won’t bring Jim back.” A low rumble cut through the sound of rain on asphalt, deep and guttural, coming from the mouth of the alley. The pine board that Luka had pulled shut clattered to the ground, splintering at the edges. Harlow spun back towards the tunnel, the taser still in her hand, and caught the glow of two amber eyes, burning bright in the dark, unblinking. Tomás grabbed her arm, his grip tight enough to leave bruises, and pulled her back a step, his voice barely a whisper. “The hound. It tracked Luka out. It doesn’t let anyone leave the Market once you’re inside, not unless the guards clear you. It must have got past the entry gates.” The hound stepped into the streetlight, its fur matted with mud and old blood, its paws the size of dinner plates, claws as long as Harlow’s fingers scraping across the wet asphalt. Its jaws gaped open, dripping black saliva that hissed when it hit the ground, and it lowered its head, locking its eyes on Harlow. She fumbled for her service pistol, her fingers slipping on the rain-soaked grip, as the hound tensed to spring.
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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)
dialogueSentences12
tagDensity0.417
leniency0.833
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1476
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
86.45% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1476
totalAiIsms4
found
0
word"clandestine"
count1
1
word"glinting"
count1
2
word"warmth"
count1
3
word"whisper"
count1
highlights
0"clandestine"
1"glinting"
2"warmth"
3"whisper"
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
narrationSentences45
matches(empty)
47.62% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences45
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"tried to"
1"try to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences53
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen101
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1476
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions7
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions45
wordCount1012
uniqueNames21
maxNameDensity0.99
worstName"Harlow"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Harlow"
discoveredNames
Metropolitan1
Police1
Raven3
Nest4
Soho1
Jim4
Morris2
Paddington1
Station1
Oxford1
Street2
Camden2
High1
Harlow10
Veil1
Market2
Saint1
Christopher1
Herrera1
Tomás4
Luka1
persons
0"Police"
1"Jim"
2"Morris"
3"Harlow"
4"Saint"
5"Christopher"
6"Herrera"
7"Tomás"
8"Luka"
places
0"Nest"
1"Soho"
2"Oxford"
3"Street"
4"Camden"
5"High"
6"Veil"
globalScore1
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences43
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1476
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences53
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs17
mean86.82
std54.89
cv0.632
sampleLengths
0141
1223
2106
3158
456
57
6116
710
850
9120
1051
11111
1238
1399
1485
1530
1675
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences45
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs170
matches
0"was suffering"
1"was calming"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences53
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount881
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount15
adverbRatio0.0170261066969353
lyAdverbCount4
lyAdverbRatio0.004540295119182747
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences53
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences53
mean27.85
std18.68
cv0.671
sampleLengths
020
136
236
323
426
519
634
730
819
933
1034
1141
1213
1322
1427
155
1636
1710
186
1966
2023
2124
2211
235
2429
2526
2630
277
2838
2918
3024
3136
3210
3321
3429
3547
3616
3757
3816
3935
4010
41101
4216
4322
4499
4521
4616
4726
4822
4930
55.35% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats4
diversityRatio0.37735849056603776
totalSentences53
uniqueOpeners20
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences45
matches(empty)
ratio0
68.89% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount17
totalSentences45
matches
0"Her boot skidded on a"
1"She’d spent 18 years on"
2"She’d picked the kid up"
3"She’d watched him slip out"
4"She’d called in sick that"
5"She didn’t fully understand it"
6"She couldn’t call for backup."
7"She was alone, and that"
8"She kept the kid in"
9"She’d seen those fragments before,"
10"She’d planned for that, knew"
11"She spun, taser drawn before"
12"She’d flagged him as a"
13"She didn’t lower the weapon,"
14"She was five foot nine,"
15"Its jaws gaped open, dripping"
16"She fumbled for her service"
ratio0.378
4.44% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount41
totalSentences45
matches
0"Her boot skidded on a"
1"Harlow caught herself on a"
2"She’d spent 18 years on"
3"The taste of copper coated"
4"She’d picked the kid up"
5"She’d watched him slip out"
6"She’d called in sick that"
7"Everyone at the station treated"
8"Harlow had spent every day"
9"She didn’t fully understand it"
10"The kid darted across Oxford"
11"Harlow followed, ignoring the cabbie’s"
12"She couldn’t call for backup."
13"The last time she’d tried"
14"She was alone, and that"
15"She kept the kid in"
16"Harlow ducked behind a skip,"
17"She’d seen those fragments before,"
18"The underground supernatural black market"
19"Tonight was the full moon."
ratio0.911
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences45
matches(empty)
ratio0
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences37
technicalSentenceCount9
matches
0"The taste of copper coated her tongue, and she pressed a hand to her side to stanch the stitch that threatened to fold her in half."
1"She’d watched him slip out of the hidden back exit, the swinging bookshelf that led to the Nest’s clandestine meeting room closing soft behind him, and she’d mo…"
2"Everyone at the station treated her like a broken toy, the detective who couldn’t let her dead partner go."
3"No one believed her when she said the clique was more than a simple drug ring, that the things she’d found in Morris’s notes, the carved bone fragments and the …"
4"Harlow followed, ignoring the cabbie’s yell of obscene abuse, her hand clamped around the strap of her shoulder bag that held her badge and her service pistol."
5"The underground supernatural black market that moved locations every full moon."
6"She’d flagged him as a clique associate six months prior, the man who provided off-the-books medical care for anyone tied to the Raven’s Nest."
7"The scar that ran along his left forearm, the one he’d earned in a knife attack a year prior, caught the light as he held his hands up, slow, like he was calmin…"
8"Its jaws gaped open, dripping black saliva that hissed when it hit the ground, and it lowered its head, locking its eyes on Harlow."
25.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags5
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"Harlow took, the taser still raised"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags0
79.0360%