Run: 2026-06-24-01KVX3EKZQ0DAJDY9Y76RJJCWE

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1m 19s
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Z.AI

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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>
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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>

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The pint glass slid across the bar faster than Rory expected. She caught it with her fingertips, beer sloshing against the rim but holding. Silas gave her that look, the one that said *you're still costing me inventory*, and turned to pull another pint for the regular hunched over the far end. She needed this. Six hours of navigating Soho traffic on the Golden Empress scooter, three near-misses with Uber drivers who treated indicators as optional, and a delivery to a bloke in Soho Square who'd tried to pay her in exposure. The Raven's Nest at half-nine on a Tuesday was the right kind of quiet. A few regulars nursing their drinks, the low hum of some jazz record Silas had been spinning since the nineties, the green neon outside painting soft lines across the window. The door opened. Cold air cut through the warmth of the bar, carrying the smell of rain and exhaust. A woman stepped inside, shaking water from her hair, and Rory's hand tightened around her glass. Niamh O'Donnell. Three years, eight months, and a life ago. She looked different. The round cheeks Rory remembered had hollowed out, giving her face a sharpness that bordered on severe. Her dark hair, once kept in a practical ponytail for lectures, now fell in a sleek bob that looked expensive. She wore a tailored coat the colour of dried blood, and her heels clicked against the floor with the precision of someone who'd learned to weaponise a room. The Niamh who'd shared tesco meal deals and fallen asleep in the Cardiff library didn't walk like that. That Niamh had shuffled. Niamh scanned the bar. Her gaze passed over Rory, held for half a second, then snapped back. Something moved behind her eyes. Recognition, then a careful, deliberate blankness. "Rory." "Niamh." Silas glanced between them, read the air, and moved to the other end of the bar with the practised ease of a man who'd spent decades knowing when to disappear. The silver signet ring on his right hand caught the light as he picked up a glass. Niamh stood there, one hand still on the door. Rain dripped from the hem of her coat onto the floor. "I didn't know you were in London." "Three years now." "You look well." "You look like a solicitor." A muscle twitched at the corner of Niamh's mouth. She crossed to the bar and sat two stools away, setting her handbag on the counter with the kind of care that suggested it cost more than Rory's monthly rent. "I am a solicitor. Qualified last autumn. I'm with Hollis & Stern." "The firm that handled the Carmichael merger?" "You follow corporate law?" "I follow the news. Occasionally." Rory took a sip of her beer. It had gone warm. "Cardiff's loss, then." "Cardiff can rot." The words came out flat, stripped of the heat that should have accompanied them. Rory studied Niamh's profile in the bar mirror. The old Niamh had laughed with her whole body, a full, reckless sound that turned heads in lecture halls. This woman's mouth seemed to have forgotten the shape. "Drink?" "Gin and tonic. Hendrick's if they have it." Rory caught Silas's eye. He nodded and reached for a bottle. Niamh watched him prepare it with the detached interest of someone cataloguing a process. "What brings you to Soho on a Tuesday night?" Rory asked. "Client dinner. Ran late. Needed a drink somewhere that wasn't a hotel bar." Niamh accepted the glass from Silas without looking at him. "I used to live around the corner. Old Compton Street. Before the rent doubled." "You lived in London and never called?" The silence that followed had weight. Niamh took a long drink of her gin. Her throat moved. When she set the glass down, she turned on the stool to face Rory properly. "Didn't think you'd want to hear from me." "What's that supposed to mean?" "You left, Rory. You left Cardiff without a word. I found out from Eva, weeks later, that you'd gone. She said you'd explain when you were ready." Niamh's fingers traced the rim of her glass. "You never did." The jazz record shifted tracks. Something slower, with a trumpet that sounded like it was drowning. Rory stared at the row of bottles behind the bar. Talisker, Tanqueray, some off-brand whisky she'd never seen before. "Evan happened." "Evan." Niamh's voice hardened. "I told you about Evan. I told you what I'd heard about him before you two even got together." "You told me he was intense." "I told you he was dangerous." "Semantics." "It wasn't semantics. It was me watching my best friend disappear into someone who made her smaller." Niamh leaned forward. "Do you know what it was like, watching that? Watching you cancel plans, watching you flinch at your phone, watching you show up to seminars with long sleeves in May?" Rory's thumb found the crescent scar on her left wrist. She pressed into it. "I handled it." "You fled. There's a difference." "Is there?" Silas placed a fresh beer in front of Rory. She hadn't asked for one. He moved away again without a word, and she was grateful for him in a way she couldn't articulate. Niamh's composure cracked, just slightly. The polished veneer wavered, and for a moment Rory saw the girl from the library, the one who'd brought her soup during exam stress and fallen asleep on her floor surrounded by constitutional law textbooks. "I should have done more," Niamh said. "I should have pushed harder. I should have, I don't know, bloody well kidnapped you. But I didn't, and then you were gone, and I spent six months wondering if you were dead in a ditch somewhere." "I wasn't in a ditch." "No. You were in London, delivering food and living above a bar." Niamh gestured around The Raven's Nest. "Running again, just in a different direction." The words landed like a slap. Rory felt her jaw tighten. She wanted to say something sharp, something that would cut, but the truth of it sat in her chest like a stone. "You changed your number." "I changed everything. That was the point." "And the rest of us? We just had to live with the gap you left?" "You seemed to manage. Hollis and Stern. Corporate mergers. Impressive." Niamh laughed, but it was nothing like the old laugh. This one was thin, brittle, a sound used to cover pain rather than express joy. "I threw myself into work. It was either that or fall apart. Those first few months after you left, I couldn't focus on anything. I failed two modules. Nearly dropped out." "I didn't know that." "Why would you? You weren't there." The accusation hung between them. Niamh picked up her drink again and took a steadying breath. Her hand trembled, just slightly, before she pressed it flat against the bar. "I heard from Tomás last month," Niamh said. Rory's stomach dropped. Tomás Okafor. Another name from Cardiff, another ghost. He'd been in their study group, the quiet one who'd somehow ended up at all the same parties. "He's in Bristol now. Working for a charity. Married. Expecting twins." Niamh paused. "He asked about you." "What did you tell him?" "The truth. That I didn't know. That I hadn't heard from you in years." Rory turned her beer bottle in her hands. The label was peeling at one corner, and she picked at it. "I'm not the same person I was in Cardiff, Niamh." "None of us are." "No, I mean it. That girl, the one who let herself get swallowed up by someone like Evan, who ignored her friends, who couldn't see what was happening right in front of her? She's gone. I buried her." "And who's sitting in front of me now?" Rory met her eyes. "Someone who's still figuring it out. But someone who doesn't flinch at her phone anymore." Niamh held her gaze for a long moment. Something passed between them, an acknowledgment, a tentative laying down of arms. Then Niamh reached into her handbag and pulled out a business card. She placed it on the bar between them. "I'm in London now. Properly. Moved last month." "You're staying?" "Started at the London office two weeks ago. I'm heading up the new corporate restructuring division." "Congratulations." "Don't do that. Don't be polite." Niamh pushed the card closer. "I'm not handing you this because of some professional obligation. I'm giving you this because I've spent three years wondering if my best friend was alive, and I'd rather not do that for another three." Rory picked up the card. Heavy stock, cream-coloured, with embossed lettering. Niamh's mobile number was scrawled on the back in blue biro, slightly smudged. "I should have called," Rory said. "Yes." "I'm sorry." Niamh finished her gin and set the glass down with a decisive click. "Don't apologise. Just don't disappear again." The door opened behind them. Two men in soaked jackets stumbled in, laughing about something, and the spell broke. Niamh stood, slinging her bag over her shoulder, and pulled her coat tight. "I should go. Early meeting. Client who thinks throwing money at a problem makes it legal." "Does it?" "Usually, yes." A ghost of the old smile flickered across Niamh's face. "It was good to see you, Rory." "You too." Niamh turned toward the door, then stopped. She looked back over her shoulder, and her expression shifted into something unreadable. "Evan's in Cardiff still. I looked him up." Rory's hand went still on the bar. "He's working at his father's firm. Some consultancy thing. He's seeing someone new." Niamh paused. "A girl. Twenty-two. Red hair." The air left Rory's lungs. She opened her mouth, but no words came. Niamh watched her for a beat, then pushed through the door and disappeared into the wet Soho night. Rory sat motionless. The jazz record ended, and in the silence between tracks, she heard the rain hammering against the window. Silas appeared at the far end of the bar, wiping a glass with a cloth. He didn't look at her, but his presence was steady, an anchor in the room. The business card sat on the bar in front of her, Niamh's smudged number staring up like an accusation. Rory picked it up, folded it once, and slipped it into her jacket pocket. Then she reached for her phone. No missed calls. No messages. The screen reflected her face back at her, pale and drawn beneath the green neon glow from outside. She opened her contacts, scrolled to a name she hadn't touched in two years, and pressed call. It rang three times. Then a voice answered, bright and Welsh and achingly familiar. "Rory? Is that you?" She closed her eyes. "Hi, Eva. I think I need to tell you about Evan." A pause. When Eva spoke again, the brightness had cooled into something sharp and careful. "I'm listening."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags14
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"Niamh gestured around [around]"
dialogueSentences76
tagDensity0.184
leniency0.368
rawRatio0.071
effectiveRatio0.026
91.78% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1824
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count3
highlights
0"slightly"
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)
64.36% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1824
totalAiIsms13
found
0
word"navigating"
count1
1
word"warmth"
count1
2
word"scanned"
count1
3
word"silence"
count2
4
word"weight"
count1
5
word"traced"
count1
6
word"wavered"
count1
7
word"trembled"
count1
8
word"stomach"
count1
9
word"flickered"
count1
10
word"unreadable"
count1
11
word"familiar"
count1
highlights
0"navigating"
1"warmth"
2"scanned"
3"silence"
4"weight"
5"traced"
6"wavered"
7"trembled"
8"stomach"
9"flickered"
10"unreadable"
11"familiar"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
highlights
0"stomach dropped"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences113
matches
0"was grateful"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences113
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"tried to"
1"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences175
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen38
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords5
totalWords1824
ratio0.003
matches
0"you're still costing me inventory"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions13
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
0.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions81
wordCount1172
uniqueNames16
maxNameDensity2.73
worstName"Niamh"
maxWindowNameDensity5.5
worstWindowName"Niamh"
discoveredNames
Rory24
Soho3
Golden1
Empress1
Uber1
Square1
Raven2
Nest2
Tuesday1
Silas7
Niamh32
Cardiff2
Tanqueray1
Okafor1
Welsh1
Eva1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Raven"
2"Silas"
3"Niamh"
4"Okafor"
5"Eva"
places
0"Soho"
1"Cardiff"
globalScore0.135
windowScore0
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences76
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"sounded like it was drowning"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1824
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences175
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs93
mean19.61
std18.34
cv0.935
sampleLengths
052
184
235
310
490
528
61
71
847
927
103
113
125
1351
147
154
1619
173
1850
191
208
2125
2211
2337
247
2532
268
275
2838
2935
302
3123
326
336
341
3550
3617
375
382
3933
4040
4144
425
4325
4433
454
467
4715
4810
4956
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences113
matches
0"was scrawled"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs199
matches
0"was drowning"
1"was peeling"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences175
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1176
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount32
adverbRatio0.027210884353741496
lyAdverbCount6
lyAdverbRatio0.00510204081632653
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences175
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences175
mean10.42
std8.19
cv0.786
sampleLengths
011
113
228
33
437
514
630
73
816
916
102
118
123
1317
1420
1528
1618
174
184
1913
205
216
221
231
2430
2517
269
2711
287
293
303
315
329
3330
3412
357
364
3712
384
393
403
4114
428
4319
449
451
468
474
487
4914
44.29% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.28
totalSentences175
uniqueOpeners49
97.09% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences103
matches
0"Then Niamh reached into her"
1"Then she reached for her"
2"Then a voice answered, bright"
ratio0.029
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount23
totalSentences103
matches
0"She caught it with her"
1"She needed this."
2"She looked different."
3"Her dark hair, once kept"
4"She wore a tailored coat"
5"Her gaze passed over Rory,"
6"She crossed to the bar"
7"It had gone warm."
8"He nodded and reached for"
9"Her throat moved."
10"She pressed into it."
11"She hadn't asked for one."
12"He moved away again without"
13"She wanted to say something"
14"Her hand trembled, just slightly,"
15"He'd been in their study"
16"She placed it on the"
17"She looked back over her"
18"She opened her mouth, but"
19"He didn't look at her,"
ratio0.223
18.25% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount91
totalSentences103
matches
0"The pint glass slid across"
1"She caught it with her"
2"Silas gave her that look,"
3"She needed this."
4"The Raven's Nest at half-nine"
5"The door opened."
6"A woman stepped inside, shaking"
7"She looked different."
8"The round cheeks Rory remembered"
9"Her dark hair, once kept"
10"She wore a tailored coat"
11"The Niamh who'd shared tesco"
12"That Niamh had shuffled."
13"Niamh scanned the bar."
14"Her gaze passed over Rory,"
15"Something moved behind her eyes."
16"Recognition, then a careful, deliberate"
17"Silas glanced between them, read"
18"The silver signet ring on"
19"Niamh stood there, one hand"
ratio0.883
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences103
matches(empty)
ratio0
72.83% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences51
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"Six hours of navigating Soho traffic on the Golden Empress scooter, three near-misses with Uber drivers who treated indicators as optional, and a delivery to a …"
1"The round cheeks Rory remembered had hollowed out, giving her face a sharpness that bordered on severe."
2"Her dark hair, once kept in a practical ponytail for lectures, now fell in a sleek bob that looked expensive."
3"She wore a tailored coat the colour of dried blood, and her heels clicked against the floor with the precision of someone who'd learned to weaponise a room."
4"Silas glanced between them, read the air, and moved to the other end of the bar with the practised ease of a man who'd spent decades knowing when to disappear."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags14
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences76
tagDensity0.053
leniency0.105
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
86.2865%