Run: 2026-05-10-01KR8Y7EYSVAH3J5E5PM9VA8ES

Run Details

Model:
Grok 4.3
Duration:
20.0s
Cost:
$0.009625
Provider:
xAI

Model input

System
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

AI
Harlow vaulted the low barrier at the Edgware Road crossing, boots slapping wet concrete as she closed on her quarry. The bastard had already dodged two patrol cars and slipped a constable near Baker Street. She kept the suspect’s silhouette in sight, a hunched shadow in a sodden coat slicing through the drizzle like a blade. “Stay where you are, Quinn,” the radio squawked. She thumbed it off. The rain drummed on her shoulders, heavy and sour, soaking the leather band of her watch until it squeaked with every stride. Ahead, the man glanced back once, teeth flashing under a sodium lamp, then veered left into a crooked alley choked with black bins and bin bags. She followed. The alley narrowed the sound to a wet whisper around her, punctuated only by the tap of her soles and the distant grind of traffic. At the far end a metal grate jabbed upward from broken pavement. The suspect wrenched it aside with surprising force, the hinges shrieking once before the hatch fell flat. He dropped into darkness. Six heartbeats later the grate clanged shut behind him. Harlow reached the rim. Stale air rose, thick with rust and something sharper, like scorched bone. She knelt, felt the metal ribs tremble under her gloved palm. A faint glow pulsed beneath, the color of old blood on paper. Bone token, she recalled from the files, no ordinary key. The idiot carried one, and the Market waited below like an open mouth. For three years she had followed every fresh lead on Morris’s death to dead ends and sealed records. The last paper claimed he had descended into places that swallowed daylight. Now one such place lay at her feet. She drew the short-barreled revolver she no longer wore on the books and slipped the torch from her jacket. Light pierced the drop, revealing a rung ladder slick with condensation that vanished into black. No time to call it in. She holstered the torch between her teeth and descended, boots ringing on iron. The narrow shaft forced her shoulders tight against brick. Five meters down the air thickened, sweet and wrong, carrying voices in languages she did not speak. Another grate waited at the bottom, this one crusted in dripping wax. It swung inward at her push. She emerged into a subterranean concourse the city had forgotten. The disused platform retained the curved tiling of pre-war stations, yet flickering teal lamps replaced the usual bulbs. Stalls lined the track bed on planks balanced over oily puddles. Green canvas awnings sagged under trapped rain that dripped into tarnished brass bowls and hissed on contact with something unnameable inside. The silence fractured around her the second she stepped onto loose gravel: low bargaining, sharp laughter, the clink of bone against bone. She scanned for her man and spotted the hem of his coat whipping around a stall that sold stoppered vials of liquid that held their own tiny lightning storms. He moved fast, elbowing past a knot of cloaked figures hunched over a ledger that steamed when opened. Harlow broke into a jog, torch beam slicing the gloom like a saber. The stall keeper, a woman whose tongue ended in a silver ring, slammed a jar of salt in her path. White crystals spilled in an acrid arc. “Token,” the woman hissed. Harlow flashed her warrant card. The stamp glowed briefly, pale against the woman’s palm. “Real coin or forget it,” the vendor said. Harlow shoved past; no time for tolls. The coat fluttered again, this time vanishing down a side passage bored through old concrete where Tube posters still clung, shredded and water-stained. She ducked after him, shoulders brushing damp moss. The tunnel opened into a wider vault propped with steel beams that bowed under the weight of forgotten trains above. Here the stalls grew bolder. Mirrors framed in jawbones. A case of teeth arranged by species and potency. A vendor cooed over a shrivelled heart in a stoppered jar. “Detective,” someone called behind her, low voice laced with mock courtesy. She did not turn. Ahead, her target slipped through a curtain of brass chains. The links parted with a cough of cold air and closed like a trap. She reached the curtain, parted it, then froze. Beyond lay a cramped alcove lit by one guttering candle that guttered sideways, defying draft. The long box of maps showed the station exits sealed in 1963. A ledger lay open beside it. She glanced once, reading names she recognised from unsolved files. One entry, circled twice in dried blood, read: DS Morris, 03.14. No surname. Her partner. A footfall above. She killed the torch. The suspect had circled, appearing now behind a fractured mirror angled to catch the candle. He held a long needle between thumb and forefinger, needle tip black with something that smoked. “You asked the wrong questions up there,” he said. His voice carried the soft consonants of someone who had learned English late, careful to keep the edges sharp. “Questions about dead police and who sent them down.” Harlow squared her stance, revolver raised. “Drop it. Hands where I can see.” He smiled, the expression lopsided. “You followed nicely. Most lose nerve at the token gate.” He jerked his chin toward the ledger. “Read it. You’ll see he came willingly. The Market pays better than pensions.” Her grip stayed steady, but the leather watch band dampened further around her pulse. Three years of answering phone calls from Morris’s widow with nothing to give. Now the only answers waited under dripping wax and stolen air. “I’m taking you in,” she said. “Whatever this place is, it ends tonight.” Behind her the brass chains shivered. New shapes filled the corridor. She heard the soft tap of canes, the scrape of a blade drawn slowly across leather. The Market sensed an uninvited guest; hospitality thinned fast once the goodwill ran out. He tilted the needle so the smoke drew lazy circles. “Choice comes cheap down here, detective. Stay and learn who signed your partner’s warrant, or climb back to the rain and keep counting days until your own name joins the ledger.” The chains parted wider. A low growl rolled through the tunnel, not animal, not human. The first stall keeper reappeared at the entrance, salt still dusting her sleeves, a curved knife in her hand that reflected the candle like moonlight on water. Harlow counted three shadows moving in, plus the man with the needle. Space enough for one clean shot before the rest closed. The revolver’s weight felt heavier than regulation, as though the Market itself resisted. She inhaled, tasting copper and ozone. The ledge behind her held four sealed exits on the map, none of which showed on any working Tube line above. One tunnel slanted upward, barely wide enough for her shoulders, marked on the old chart as “service stair 4B,” and the ink looked fresh. Escape or pursuit. Up and out, or deeper in where the truth might finally breathe. Her torch clicked on again, beam stabbing toward the service stair. She stepped backward once, then again, keeping the revolver trained on the nearest threat. The stall keeper smiled with far too many teeth. “Wise,” the woman said, “for a visitor who still owns daylight.” Harlow did not answer. She reached the stair lip and found rusted handholds slick as ice. The map claimed it led to an old ventilation shaft under Camden High Street. She holstered her weapon, gripped the ladder, and began the climb. Behind her voices rose, not in alarm but in the patient cadence of traders who knew customers sometimes returned. Three rungs up the Market light thinned to a narrow red thread. Four more and rain began to drum again, distant at first, then louder, until the shaft mouth opened between two cracked paving slabs slick with runoff. She hauled herself topside into night air that tasted of diesel and wet stone. Red brake lights streaked past the curb. The Radio Tower gleamed through low cloud. She stood, chest heaving, and looked back at the grate. The rain washed fresh stains from its edge. Somewhere beneath, the man with the needle still waited beside her partner’s name. The Market would move in another fortnight, another full moon, but for now it held answers she had hunted for three years. She checked her watch: leather cold, minute hand still ticking. Then the tape recorder in her coat pocket, untouched until now. She clicked it on, spoke three words into the hiss of rainfall. “Entry granted. Returning.” The recorder stopped. She slipped it away, pulled her collar higher, and walked back into the sodden night, pulse hammering against the leather strap as if the chase had only started.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
75.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags8
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"tunnel slanted upward [upward]"
dialogueSentences15
tagDensity0.533
leniency1
rawRatio0.125
effectiveRatio0.125
96.57% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1459
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"slowly"
count1
highlights
0"slowly"
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)
55.45% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1459
totalAiIsms13
found
0
word"whisper"
count1
1
word"pulsed"
count1
2
word"silence"
count1
3
word"fractured"
count2
4
word"scanned"
count1
5
word"gloom"
count1
6
word"fluttered"
count1
7
word"weight"
count2
8
word"footfall"
count1
9
word"pulse"
count2
highlights
0"whisper"
1"pulsed"
2"silence"
3"fractured"
4"scanned"
5"gloom"
6"fluttered"
7"weight"
8"footfall"
9"pulse"
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
narrationSentences116
matches(empty)
93.60% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount3
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences116
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences122
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen31
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1459
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions7
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions28
wordCount1345
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity0.59
worstName"Harlow"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Harlow"
discoveredNames
Edgware1
Road1
Baker1
Street2
Market5
Morris3
Harlow8
Tube2
English1
Camden1
High1
Radio1
Tower1
persons
0"Market"
1"Morris"
2"Harlow"
places
0"Edgware"
1"Road"
2"Baker"
3"Street"
4"Camden"
5"High"
6"Radio"
7"Tower"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences92
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.685
wordCount1459
matches
0"not in alarm but in the patient cadence of traders who knew customers sometim"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences122
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs34
mean42.91
std22.21
cv0.518
sampleLengths
056
160
269
362
472
563
682
747
840
94
1014
118
1287
1339
1466
1538
1637
1713
1835
1938
2013
2141
2241
2342
2435
2566
2634
2711
2860
2966
3053
3133
323
3331
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences116
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs231
matches(empty)
96.02% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount2
flaggedSentences2
totalSentences122
ratio0.016
matches
0"Harlow shoved past; no time for tolls."
1"The Market sensed an uninvited guest; hospitality thinned fast once the goodwill ran out."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1347
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"lay open beside it."
adverbCount49
adverbRatio0.03637713437268003
lyAdverbCount8
lyAdverbRatio0.005939123979213066
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences122
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences122
mean11.96
std6.48
cv0.542
sampleLengths
020
115
221
38
44
522
626
72
825
912
1017
114
129
134
1412
1511
1612
1710
1813
1918
2012
218
2219
2315
246
2513
269
2717
2812
296
3010
3118
3211
3321
3422
3529
3618
3713
3820
397
404
415
429
438
447
4523
468
4720
485
494
66.12% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats1
diversityRatio0.4016393442622951
totalSentences122
uniqueOpeners49
60.06% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences111
matches
0"Somewhere beneath, the man with"
1"Then the tape recorder in"
ratio0.018
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount32
totalSentences111
matches
0"She kept the suspect’s silhouette"
1"She thumbed it off."
2"He dropped into darkness."
3"She knelt, felt the metal"
4"She drew the short-barreled revolver"
5"She holstered the torch between"
6"It swung inward at her"
7"She emerged into a subterranean"
8"She scanned for her man"
9"He moved fast, elbowing past"
10"She ducked after him, shoulders"
11"She did not turn."
12"She reached the curtain, parted"
13"She glanced once, reading names"
14"She killed the torch."
15"He held a long needle"
16"His voice carried the soft"
17"He smiled, the expression lopsided."
18"He jerked his chin toward"
19"Her grip stayed steady, but"
ratio0.288
86.13% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount83
totalSentences111
matches
0"Harlow vaulted the low barrier"
1"The bastard had already dodged"
2"She kept the suspect’s silhouette"
3"the radio squawked"
4"She thumbed it off."
5"The rain drummed on her"
6"The alley narrowed the sound"
7"The suspect wrenched it aside"
8"He dropped into darkness."
9"Harlow reached the rim."
10"She knelt, felt the metal"
11"A faint glow pulsed beneath,"
12"The idiot carried one, and"
13"The last paper claimed he"
14"She drew the short-barreled revolver"
15"She holstered the torch between"
16"The narrow shaft forced her"
17"Another grate waited at the"
18"It swung inward at her"
19"She emerged into a subterranean"
ratio0.748
90.09% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount2
totalSentences111
matches
0"Now one such place lay"
1"Now the only answers waited"
ratio0.018
40.82% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences70
technicalSentenceCount10
matches
0"Light pierced the drop, revealing a rung ladder slick with condensation that vanished into black."
1"Green canvas awnings sagged under trapped rain that dripped into tarnished brass bowls and hissed on contact with something unnameable inside."
2"She scanned for her man and spotted the hem of his coat whipping around a stall that sold stoppered vials of liquid that held their own tiny lightning storms."
3"The tunnel opened into a wider vault propped with steel beams that bowed under the weight of forgotten trains above."
4"Beyond lay a cramped alcove lit by one guttering candle that guttered sideways, defying draft."
5"His voice carried the soft consonants of someone who had learned English late, careful to keep the edges sharp."
6"The first stall keeper reappeared at the entrance, salt still dusting her sleeves, a curved knife in her hand that reflected the candle like moonlight on water."
7"Behind her voices rose, not in alarm but in the patient cadence of traders who knew customers sometimes returned."
8"She hauled herself topside into night air that tasted of diesel and wet stone."
9"She slipped it away, pulled her collar higher, and walked back into the sodden night, pulse hammering against the leather strap as if the chase had only started…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags8
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
83.33% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"the woman hissed (hiss)"
dialogueSentences15
tagDensity0.4
leniency0.8
rawRatio0.167
effectiveRatio0.133
91.2394%