Run: 2026-09-23-01M37NZMFH0XMK35KW4RMTT2TP

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55.6s
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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>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The Golden Empress bag was still leaking chilli oil onto my jeans when someone said my name. My old name. The full one, with the Cardiff lilt that rounds every vowel into a question. "Aurora Carter. Bloody hell." I set the bag on the bar. Silas glanced up from the till, took one look at my face, and slid a clean glass towards me without asking. His signet ring clicked against the wood. It was the only warning he ever gave. She sat three stools down, under the photograph of the Berlin checkpoint. Nia Pryce. Same freckles, same gap between her front teeth. Everything else belonged to a stranger. Her red hair, which she'd once dyed purple with Ribena for a bet, lay scraped into a lawyer's bun. A navy suit. Pearl studs. A glass of sparkling water with a sad wedge of lime drowning at the bottom. Nia Pryce, drinking water in Soho on a Friday night. The girl I knew would've called it a hate crime. "Nia." "Your hair." She touched her own head, as though checking hers had survived. "You used to have it down to here." "Used to have a lot of things." Silas poured two fingers of Jameson into my glass. He didn't ask if I wanted it. He moved off down the bar, limping on his bad knee, and began polishing a pint glass that needed no polishing. Close enough to hear. Far enough to pretend otherwise. I picked up the whiskey and moved two stools closer. Not three. Some distances you keep. "What brings you to London?" "Pupillage interview. Gray's Inn." She said it flat, like reading a charge sheet. "Tomorrow morning. Nine sharp." "Congratulations." "I haven't got it yet." "You will. You always got everything." Her mouth twitched. Something passed behind her eyes and left again before I could name it. She turned the water glass a quarter turn on its coaster. Then another. The Nest hummed around us. Two men in the corner booth argued about Arsenal in low, bitter voices. Somebody's laugh cracked like a snooker break near the jukebox, which played Nina Simone because Silas refused to stock anything recorded after 1979. The green neon from the sign outside bled through the front window and turned the spilled beer on the floorboards the colour of old absinthe. Under it all, the smell of the place: lemon polish, damp coats, and the peppery ghost of a thousand cigarettes nobody had legally smoked in here for nearly twenty years. I'd lived above this bar for fourteen months. Nobody from home had ever found it. "How did you end up here?" "Walked." She shrugged. "Hotel's on Dean Street. I needed a drink that wasn't a drink." "And you picked the one bar in Soho with no sign of a cocktail menu." "I liked the maps." She nodded at the wall behind me, at the yellowed sheet of Prague with its streets inked in a hand I'd never asked Silas about. "Reminded me of your dad's study. All those old charts of Dublin Bay he never looked at." My father. Brendan Carter, QC, who'd told me Pre-Law was a foundation, not a cage, and then built the cage anyway, bar by bar, with good intentions. "You've seen him?" "I'm in his chambers. Mini-pupillage, last summer." She said it quick, the way you rip off a plaster. "He wrote me a reference." "Course he did." "Rory." "No, it's good. It's good, Nia. He always liked you better." "That's not fair." "It's not meant to be fair. It's meant to be true." She drank her water. Her hand shook, very slightly, and the lime bobbed against the ice. She wore a ring on her left hand. A thin gold band with a sapphire the size of a lentil. "You're married." "Engaged." She covered it with her other hand, which only drew the eye. "Rhys. You don't know him. He's in property." "Everyone in Cardiff is in property now." "Everyone in Cardiff is still in Cardiff." She looked at the Golden Empress bag, at the grease stain spreading on the paper, at my trainers with the sole peeling from the left toe. "What is it you do? Here?" "Deliveries." "Deliveries of what?" "Crispy duck. Salt and pepper squid. The occasional prawn toast emergency." She laughed, the old laugh, the one that used to get us thrown out of the law library. It lasted maybe two seconds. Then it died, and she stared at me as if I'd confessed to a murder. "You were top of the year. First-class marks in Tort. Professor Hughes called you the sharpest mind he'd taught in a decade." "Professor Hughes also wore sandals with socks. His judgement had limits." "You just left." There it was. The thing we'd been circling since she said my name. I turned the whiskey glass in my fingers and felt the scar on my wrist catch against the rim, the little crescent moon I'd gained falling off Eva's garden wall at eight years old. Some marks you get from falling. Some you get from being pushed. From the outside, they look the same. "I left Evan." "You left everyone." "Evan was everyone, Nia. That was the whole point of him." She went very still. The Arsenal men had gone quiet in the corner. Nina Simone sang about a black swan. Down the bar, Silas set the pint glass on the shelf, took down another, and kept polishing. "I didn't know," she said. "You did." "Rory, I swear to God..." "The night of your twenty-second. At the Cameo Club. I went to the loo and you followed me in. You saw my arm." Her lips parted. No words came out. "You asked if I'd walked into a door. I said yes. And you looked at me for a long time, and then you fixed my mascara with your thumb and said, 'Well. Mind the doors, then.'" "I was drunk." "You were scared." "Of what?" "Of what it'd cost you to know." I drank. The whiskey burned all the way down and settled somewhere under my ribs. "His dad sat on the interview panel at Hughes and Partners. You got your placement there that spring. I remember because you bought the round." Nia looked at the ring on her finger. She twisted it once, a full rotation, as though unscrewing something. "I rang you," she said. "After you went. I rang you forty-one times." "I know. I counted." "You never picked up." "You rang the phone he paid for." Her eyes filled. She blinked hard, twice, the barrister's trick to keep the jury from seeing. Somebody had taught her that. Somebody like my father. "I used to think about you," she said, "every time I passed that stupid kebab shop on Crwys Road. The one where you ate the chilli sauce on a dare and cried for an hour." "Abdul's." "It's a vape shop now." "Of course it is." We sat with that. Five years pressed into one sentence about a kebab shop. That was the thing nobody warned you about, leaving. Not the grief for people. The grief for places that kept changing without you, quietly, like a house redecorating itself while you slept somewhere else. "You look different," she said. "Not the hair. The way you sit. You watched the door when you came in. You're still watching it." I was. I hadn't noticed. Silas had drilled it into me over a hundred late nights: know your exits, know who's between you and them. Back to the wall, eyes on the glass. "London's a big city." "That's not what I meant." "I know what you meant." She reached out then, slowly, the way you reach for a dog you're not sure about. Her fingertips touched the back of my hand. Cold from the glass. I didn't pull away. I didn't turn my hand over, either. "I'm sorry," she said. "For the door." Something in my chest came loose. Not all the way. A single stitch. "Tell me about Rhys." "He's kind. He's boring. He irons his jeans." She smiled, small and real. "You'd hate him." "I'd pretend not to." "You never pretended anything. That was your whole problem." Her phone buzzed on the bar between us. Face up. She'd left it there the entire time, the way people do when they're waiting for a message that matters. The screen lit the wood white. A name, and a preview of the text beneath it. *Evan: Is that her? Still inside? Parked on Frith St x* Nia's hand snapped back from mine. She lunged for the phone, too late, far too late, and knocked her water glass over. Ice skittered across the bar. The lime slid to a stop against my whiskey. "Rory. Rory, listen to me, it isn't..." Down the bar, Silas had stopped polishing. He laid the cloth down with care, reached under the counter, and came up with nothing in his hands at all. That frightened me more than anything else he could have held. Through the front window, past the green wash of the neon, a car door slammed.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags14
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences72
tagDensity0.194
leniency0.389
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
86.89% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1525
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"very"
count2
1
adverb"slightly"
count1
2
adverb"slowly"
count1
highlights
0"very"
1"slightly"
2"slowly"
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)
96.72% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1525
totalAiIsms1
found
0
word"lilt"
count1
highlights
0"lilt"
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
narrationSentences111
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount3
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences111
filterMatches
0"look"
1"know know"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences169
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen36
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords11
totalWords1525
ratio0.007
matches
0"Evan: Is that her? Still inside? Parked on Frith St x"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions19
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions40
wordCount1026
uniqueNames23
maxNameDensity0.68
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity1
worstWindowName"Pryce"
discoveredNames
Golden2
Empress2
Cardiff1
Berlin1
Pryce2
Ribena1
Soho1
Friday1
Silas7
Jameson1
Nest1
Arsenal2
Nina2
Simone2
Prague1
Carter1
Pre-Law1
Eva1
Is1
Frith1
St1
Nia4
Somebody3
persons
0"Pryce"
1"Silas"
2"Jameson"
3"Nest"
4"Nina"
5"Simone"
6"Carter"
7"Eva"
8"Nia"
9"Somebody"
places
0"Golden"
1"Cardiff"
2"Berlin"
3"Soho"
4"Prague"
5"Frith"
6"St"
globalScore1
windowScore1
77.54% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences69
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"as though checking hers had survived"
1"as though unscrewing something"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1525
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences169
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs87
mean17.53
std17.72
cv1.011
sampleLengths
034
14
243
367
420
51
621
77
846
916
105
1117
121
135
146
1529
1696
1715
186
1915
2015
2146
2227
233
2423
253
261
2711
283
2911
3036
312
3221
337
3439
351
363
3711
3838
3922
4011
413
4266
433
443
4511
4637
475
482
495
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences111
matches
0"being pushed"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs166
matches
0"was still leaking"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences169
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1027
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount35
adverbRatio0.034079844206426485
lyAdverbCount7
lyAdverbRatio0.006815968841285297
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences169
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences169
mean9.02
std7.32
cv0.812
sampleLengths
017
13
214
34
47
521
67
78
812
92
108
116
1219
133
142
1515
1610
1710
181
1913
208
217
229
237
2421
254
265
2710
282
294
305
3113
324
331
345
356
363
3713
3811
392
405
4113
4223
4325
4430
458
467
476
483
4912
61.14% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.40236686390532544
totalSentences169
uniqueOpeners68
34.72% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences96
matches
0"Then it died, and she"
ratio0.01
53.33% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount40
totalSentences96
matches
0"My old name."
1"I set the bag on"
2"His signet ring clicked against"
3"It was the only warning"
4"She sat three stools down,"
5"Her red hair, which she'd"
6"She touched her own head,"
7"He didn't ask if I"
8"He moved off down the"
9"I picked up the whiskey"
10"She said it flat, like"
11"Her mouth twitched."
12"She turned the water glass"
13"I'd lived above this bar"
14"She nodded at the wall"
15"She said it quick, the"
16"She drank her water."
17"Her hand shook, very slightly,"
18"She wore a ring on"
19"She covered it with her"
ratio0.417
58.96% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount77
totalSentences96
matches
0"The Golden Empress bag was"
1"My old name."
2"The full one, with the"
3"I set the bag on"
4"Silas glanced up from the"
5"His signet ring clicked against"
6"It was the only warning"
7"She sat three stools down,"
8"Everything else belonged to a"
9"Her red hair, which she'd"
10"A navy suit."
11"A glass of sparkling water"
12"Nia Pryce, drinking water in"
13"The girl I knew would've"
14"She touched her own head,"
15"Silas poured two fingers of"
16"He didn't ask if I"
17"He moved off down the"
18"I picked up the whiskey"
19"Some distances you keep."
ratio0.802
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences96
matches(empty)
ratio0
84.94% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences37
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"Somebody's laugh cracked like a snooker break near the jukebox, which played Nina Simone because Silas refused to stock anything recorded after 1979."
1"Brendan Carter, QC, who'd told me Pre-Law was a foundation, not a cage, and then built the cage anyway, bar by bar, with good intentions."
2"She twisted it once, a full rotation, as though unscrewing something."
89.29% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags14
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"She touched, as though checking hers had survived"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags7
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences72
tagDensity0.097
leniency0.194
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
88.1176%