Run: 2026-09-23-01M37P0D6HG2E45AJKM87MZ63H

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Duration:
1m 9s
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$0.124024
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Claude Platform on AWS

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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 glass slipped out of Nia Howells' hand and burst on the floorboards, and she didn't look down at it once. She looked at me. I had my coat half off, one arm still caught in the sleeve, the Golden Empress delivery bag slumped against my stool. Six hours of chow mein and wet handlebars. I wanted a whisky and silence. What I got was Cardiff, standing four feet away in a navy suit that cost more than my rent. "Rory?" Nobody in London called me that with those vowels. Soft at the front, dragged at the back. Home. "Hiya, Nia." Silas came round the end of the bar with a dustpan, favouring the left leg the way he did when the damp got into it. He crouched between us without a word and swept up the glass. His hazel eyes flicked from her to me and back. Filing. Always filing. "On the house," he said to Nia. "Same again?" "Gin. Double. Please." She kept staring. "Christ. Your hair." "It grows back." "It was down to your bum. You used to sit on it in lectures." "And you used to charge me a pound every time I asked you to pull it free." She laughed. It came out wrong, too high, and she covered her mouth with the back of her hand. Same gesture. Fourteen years old in the back row of Mr Price's chemistry class, snorting at the word *titration*. Some things survive everything. I finished taking my coat off. Silas set down a double gin in front of her and a Talisker in front of me, and then he retreated to the far end of the bar to polish a glass that didn't need polishing. The green neon from the sign outside bled through the front window and turned the rim of his glass the colour of pond water. Nia sat. She took the stool next to mine as if it might bite. "What are you doing in Soho?" "Conference. Well. Drinks after a conference." She waved a hand at the door. "The others went on to some place with a queue. I wanted somewhere quiet." Her gaze went up to the walls, the yellowed maps of Vienna and Berlin, the black-and-white faces of men who had died in cities they weren't born in. "This is quiet." "It's a good bar." "You drink here?" "I live here." I pointed at the ceiling. "Upstairs." She absorbed that. I watched her do the maths. Rory Carter, Pre-Law, the girl with the barrister father and the Bath offer for the LPC, living above a pub with a delivery bag at her feet. "Oh," she said. "It's a good flat." "I'm sure it is." We drank. The gin hissed against the ice in her glass. Behind us, two old men argued in Polish over a chessboard, and one of them slapped the table hard enough to scatter a bishop. "Conference," I said. "Law?" "Commercial disputes. Riveting stuff." She turned her glass a quarter turn on the coaster. Then another quarter. "I got pupillage." "Congratulations." "At Temple Chambers." The whisky stopped halfway to my mouth. I set it down. Temple Chambers. Cardiff. Third floor, the room with the radiator that knocked like someone trapped inside it. My father's name in gold leaf on the board by the door, third from the top. "He's my supervisor," Nia said. "Your dad." "I gathered." "He's good. He's a good teacher. He does this thing where he makes you argue the other side first, and he won't let you stop until you've convinced him, and…" She stopped. Her thumb pressed a groove into the condensation on her glass. "Sorry." "Don't be. He did it to me over Sunday dinner from the age of nine." "He asks about you." "Does he." "Not directly. He asks if I've *heard anything*. Every few months. He puts his pen down first. That's how I know it's coming." She finally looked at me. Her eyes had gone glassy. "Your mam's got your graduation photo on the piano still. The one from the halls ball. I saw it at Christmas." "You went to my parents' for Christmas?" "Boxing Day. Drinks. He invites the pupils." She swallowed. "Rory, you just *went*. You didn't tell anyone. Not me. Not Eva, she said, though I never believed her. You were at mine on the Tuesday borrowing my notes on tort and then on the Friday your phone was dead and your room was empty and Evan was…" She bit the name off. Too late. It sat on the bar between us like the broken glass Silas had swept up. I didn't touch my wrist. I wanted to. The little crescent scar there was nothing to do with him, a fall off a garden wall when I was seven, but my body had never learnt the difference. Any old hurt answered to his name. "Evan was what?" "Upset." She said it to her gin. "He came round to mine. Kept asking where you'd gone. He cried, Rory. On my sofa." "He does that." "I know." Very quiet. "I know he does." Down the bar, Silas set the glass on the rack. He didn't pick up another. Nia's fingers found the edge of the coaster and started to peel it, layer by layer, white fibres curling under her nail. "The night you came round," she said. "In March. When you knocked at two in the morning." "Nia." "You had your sleeve pulled down. Over your hand. Like this." She tugged the cuff of her blouse down over her knuckles. "You said you'd had a row and could you stay, and I said yes, and I made you a tea, and in the morning I said…" She didn't finish. She didn't need to. I remembered it better than she did. I'd had three years to wear the grooves in. *He's under a lot of pressure with finals, Ror. He adores you. Everyone can see it.* And then she'd gone to her nine o'clock seminar and left me with a spare key and a bowl of Weetabix going soft. "You were twenty," I said. "You didn't know." "I saw your arm when you reached for the milk." The Polish men had gone silent. The chess clock ticked. "I saw it," Nia said again, "and I went to my seminar. I got a sixty-eight on that module. I think about that sometimes. That I got a sixty-eight." I picked up the whisky and drank half of it. It burnt the whole way down, peat and smoke and the taste of every decision that led to this stool, this bar, this woman in a navy suit apologising to me three years late. "I'm not angry with you," I said. "You should be." "I was. For about a year." I set the glass down. "Then I got tired. Being angry at you meant thinking about that flat, and that flat meant thinking about him, and I've got better things to think about now." "Like what?" "Like whether the lamb dhansak goes to the fourth floor on Greek Street or the fifth. Old Mr Adeyemi tips in pound coins and tells me about his cats. There are four of them. They've all got names from Dickens." She stared at me. Then, slowly, she smiled. The real one this time. Crooked on the left. "You sound different." "I am different." "You used to talk so fast. You'd do three sentences on one breath and then look at me like I was slow for not keeping up." She tilted her head. "Now you just… wait." "London's taught me patience." From the end of the bar, very softly, Silas cleared his throat. It might have been a laugh. I didn't look at him. Nia's phone buzzed on the bar top. Face down. She flinched at it, then flipped it over with one finger, the way you'd turn over a card you already knew was bad. Her face changed. It wasn't much. A tightening at the jaw. Her pupils going wide and then small. But I'd spent three years learning to read faces the way other people read menus, because in my old life a face was the only warning you ever got. "Everything all right?" "Fine. Work." She turned the phone face down again. Her hand stayed flat on top of it. "Nia." "It's nothing, it's the others, they want to know where I've got to." "You said they went to a place with a queue." "They did." "So why are they asking where you are?" She didn't answer. The coaster lay in shreds beside her glass, a small white snowdrift of it. Silas had moved. I hadn't heard him, which meant he'd meant me not to. He stood opposite us now, a bar towel folded over his shoulder, his right hand resting on the counter so the silver signet ring caught the neon. Casual. A publican checking on his customers. Only I knew the look on his face was the one he wore when he was counting exits. "Another gin, love?" "No. Thank you. I should…" Nia started to stand. "Who's at the conference, Nia?" She stopped with one foot on the floor. "Chambers sent three of us. Me. Gareth Morgan. And…" Her voice cracked on the next word and she pushed through it like a woman walking into wind. "And a junior tenant who joined in September. He's very good. Your dad says he's very good." I didn't need the name. My body gave it to me before she did. Cold at the base of my skull. The old reflex of making myself small, taking up less air. "You told him." "No! I didn't… Rory, I didn't, I swear, I texted Gareth, just Gareth, I said I'd run into an old friend from uni and I'd catch them up later, I didn't say who, I didn't say where…" "Did you send a photo?" Her silence answered. "The sign," Silas said quietly. He'd already turned towards the window. "Green neon, name in the glass. Findable in thirty seconds, if a man knew to look." Nia turned the phone over again with a shaking hand and held it out to me. Three messages. The top one from Gareth. *Evan asking which bar. Said he'll pop by, sorry xx*. The one beneath it, eleven seconds later, from a number with no name. Just a Cardiff code I had deleted from every device I owned and never managed to delete from my head. *Tell her to stay put. I just want to talk.* The third had arrived while I read the first two. *Outside.* The bell over the door jangled.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags24
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"Nia said again [again]"
1"Silas said quietly [quietly]"
dialogueSentences82
tagDensity0.293
leniency0.585
rawRatio0.083
effectiveRatio0.049
83.16% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1781
totalAiIsmAdverbs6
found
0
adverb"very"
count4
1
adverb"slowly"
count1
2
adverb"softly"
count1
highlights
0"very"
1"slowly"
2"softly"
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)
91.58% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1781
totalAiIsms3
found
0
word"silence"
count2
1
word"flicked"
count1
highlights
0"silence"
1"flicked"
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
narrationSentences129
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences129
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"started to"
1"managed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences186
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen48
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
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markdownWords41
totalWords1781
ratio0.023
matches
0"titration"
1"heard anything"
2"went"
3"He's under a lot of pressure with finals, Ror. He adores you. Everyone can see it."
4"Evan asking which bar. Said he'll pop by, sorry xx"
5"Tell her to stay put. I just want to talk."
6"Outside."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions25
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions36
wordCount1101
uniqueNames19
maxNameDensity0.82
worstName"Nia"
maxWindowNameDensity1
worstWindowName"Nia"
discoveredNames
Nia9
Golden1
Empress1
Cardiff3
London1
Mr1
Price1
Talisker1
Vienna1
Berlin1
Carter1
Pre-Law1
Bath1
Polish2
Chambers1
Silas7
Ror1
Weetabix1
Gareth1
persons
0"Nia"
1"Mr"
2"Price"
3"Carter"
4"Silas"
5"Weetabix"
6"Gareth"
places
0"Cardiff"
1"London"
2"Vienna"
3"Berlin"
4"Polish"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences66
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1781
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences186
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs98
mean18.17
std17.83
cv0.981
sampleLengths
021
14
255
31
418
52
650
79
89
93
1014
1117
1242
1366
1414
156
1658
174
183
199
2036
213
224
234
2435
254
2620
271
283
2911
3033
317
322
3344
3415
354
362
3754
387
3957
4022
4144
423
4323
443
458
4615
4722
4817
491
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences129
matches
0"got was"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs183
matches
0"was counting"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences186
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount799
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount27
adverbRatio0.03379224030037547
lyAdverbCount6
lyAdverbRatio0.007509386733416771
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences186
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences186
mean9.58
std9.31
cv0.973
sampleLengths
021
14
222
38
46
519
61
79
88
91
102
1125
1212
1310
141
152
167
172
186
193
203
2114
2217
232
2417
252
2617
274
286
2936
3024
312
3212
336
3413
3542
363
374
383
398
401
413
426
4327
443
454
464
472
489
4924
65.23% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats12
diversityRatio0.43010752688172044
totalSentences186
uniqueOpeners80
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences106
matches
0"Then another quarter."
1"Then, slowly, she smiled."
2"Only I knew the look"
3"Just a Cardiff code I"
ratio0.038
4.91% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount57
totalSentences106
matches
0"She looked at me."
1"I had my coat half"
2"I wanted a whisky and"
3"He crouched between us without"
4"His hazel eyes flicked from"
5"he said to Nia"
6"She kept staring"
7"It came out wrong, too"
8"I finished taking my coat"
9"She took the stool next"
10"She waved a hand at"
11"Her gaze went up to"
12"I pointed at the ceiling"
13"She absorbed that."
14"I watched her do the"
15"She turned her glass a"
16"I set it down."
17"My father's name in gold"
18"Her thumb pressed a groove"
19"She finally looked at me"
ratio0.538
44.91% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount88
totalSentences106
matches
0"The glass slipped out of"
1"She looked at me."
2"I had my coat half"
3"I wanted a whisky and"
4"Nobody in London called me"
5"Silas came round the end"
6"He crouched between us without"
7"His hazel eyes flicked from"
8"he said to Nia"
9"She kept staring"
10"It came out wrong, too"
11"Some things survive everything."
12"I finished taking my coat"
13"Silas set down a double"
14"The green neon from the"
15"She took the stool next"
16"She waved a hand at"
17"Her gaze went up to"
18"I pointed at the ceiling"
19"She absorbed that."
ratio0.83
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences106
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences34
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"Silas set down a double gin in front of her and a Talisker in front of me, and then he retreated to the far end of the bar to polish a glass that didn't need po…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags24
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags10
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences82
tagDensity0.122
leniency0.244
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
89.6593%