Run: 2026-10-13-01M4V1TA9M2AKK1V1WT6J34FQ6

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Duration:
39.7s
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Google AI Studio

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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 heavy glass tumbler slipped from Aurora’s fingers and shattered against the sticky oak floorboards. She froze, her left wrist twitching as a shard of ice skittered against the toe of her scuffed boot. Across the counter, a man in a tailored charcoal coat stood with his gloved hands resting on the brass rail. He did not look at the mess. He stared directly into her bright blue eyes. "Still dropping things when you're cornered, Rory?" "Still sneaking up on people in the dark, Callum?" "The neon sign outside is bright green. Hardly dark." "It is in here." Aurora crouched to gather the thick shards of glass, using the counter to block his view of her shaking hands. Five years. Five years since Cardiff, since the lecture halls of the law building where Callum used to share his highlighted notes and cheap thermos coffee. Back then, he wore frayed jumpers with holes in the elbows and argued passionately about pro bono tenant defense. The coat he wore now cost more than six months of her rent for the cramped flat upstairs. She dumped the broken glass into the bin beneath the sink and wiped her palms on her jeans. The scent of fried garlic and black bean sauce clung to her jacket from her evening shift at the Golden Empress. She unzipped it halfway, suddenly suffocating in the cramped space behind the bar. Across the room, near the heavy velvet curtains at the back, Silas paused. He leaned his weight off his bad left leg, a linen rag bunched in his fist. His hazel eyes flicked from Callum’s immaculate lapels to Aurora’s rigid posture. Silas tapped his silver signet ring once against the mahogany surface, a silent question. Aurora gave a microscopic shake of her head. Silas did not move far, drifting only a few paces away to polish a row of single malts that were already spotless. Callum slid onto a leather barstool. The movement was fluid, practiced, devoid of the gangly awkwardness that had defined his twenties. A heavy gold watch caught the dim amber glow of the wall sconces as he unbuttoned his cuffs. "You vanished." "I relocated." "Without a forwarding address. Without a phone number. Eva said you went north." "Soho is north of the river." "Cardiff is west, Rory. We looked for you. Your father hired someone." Aurora grabbed a fresh tumbler and set it down on a cardboard coaster with a sharp thud. "Brendan Carter hired a man to protect his reputation, not his daughter. What are you drinking?" "Laphroaig. Neat." She reached for the green bottle on the middle shelf. Callum used to gag on anything stronger than cider. He used to complain that whisky tasted like a burnt peat bog. She poured two fingers of the amber liquid and slid it across the scarred wood. "Since when do you drink scotch?" "Since my clients started buying it for me." "Tenants on council estates buy you Laphroaig?" Callum rotated the glass between his palms, watching the legs form on the inside of the crystal. His fingernails were manicured, the cuticles neat. "I don't do housing law anymore." "What happened to saving the world?" "The world didn't want saving. It wanted representation with teeth." He lifted the glass, inhaling the smoke before taking a slow sip. He did not wince. "I'm at Vance & Sterling now. Corporate litigation. Mostly acquisitions and quiet settlements." "You hated Vance & Sterling. You called them vultures in suits." "The view is different from the top floor." Callum looked around the room. His gaze lingered on the yellowing maritime maps pinned to the crimson wallpaper, then shifted to the framed black-and-white photographs of post-war Berlin and Prague. "And what is this? A gap year that went wrong? You had the highest marks in our constitutional law seminar." "Constitutional law doesn't pay the deposit on a studio flat in forty-eight hours." "I had savings. You could have asked." "Asked you?" Aurora leaned her elbows on the bar, bringing her face level with his. The small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist pressed against the cold wood. "You wereEvan's best mate, Callum. You sat at our kitchen table three nights a week." Callum’s jaw tightened. The polished lawyer veneer cracked for a fraction of a second, revealing the boy who used to bite his lip before a moot court debate. "I didn't know." "You knew he had a temper." "Everyone has a temper during finals." "Finals don't last two years." "He told me you were clumsy. You laughed when he said it. You sat right there, drinking tea out of that chipped blue mug, and you agreed with him." "What did you expect me to do? Pull up my sleeves over the Sunday roast?" Aurora pulled a damp rag from her apron and scrubbed at a ring of dried stout on the counter. The wood was old, pitted with decades of spilled gin and cigarette burns from before the ban. "You saw what was convenient. It kept things tidy. We were the golden quartet, weren't we? You, me, Eva, and Evan. Future barristers of Wales." "Eva knew." "Eva looked." Silence stretched between them, heavy and sour. Down the bar, a customer laughed, a wet, barking sound that died quickly in the low-ceilinged room. The Raven's Nest was not a place for loud joy. It was a subterranean cavern of dark wood and brass, smelling permanently of damp wool, lime rinds, and old paper. Men in trench coats drank quietly in the booths, their backs to the walls, their eyes on the door beneath the green neon sign. Callum took another drink, draining half the glass. When he set it down, his hand remained wrapped around the base, knuckles white. "He's making partner next month. At your father's chambers." Aurora stopped scrubbing. The damp rag went cold against her palm. "Brendan took him in?" "After you left, Evan was a wreck. Or played one well enough. Your father felt responsible. Took him under his wing. Now Evan handles the high-profile criminal defense cases. He's the darling of the Cardiff circuit." "My father always wanted a son who enjoyed the bloodsport." "I helped him." The words dropped like lead weights. Aurora looked up. Callum was staring at his reflection in the dark mirror behind the optics, avoiding her eyes. "Helped him with what?" "There was an inquiry. Eighteen months ago. A junior clerk at the chambers filed a complaint. Assault. Broken collarbone." Aurora’s stomach dropped. The garlic scent on her clothes turned nauseating. "And?" "They outsourced the internal investigation to a neutral firm in London to avoid the appearance of bias. My firm." Callum’s voice was flat, stripped of inflection, the voice of a man reading a dictation into a recorder. "I buried the medical reports. Found discrepancies in her timeline. Suggested she had a history of instability. She dropped the charges and left the profession." "You knew then." "I knew." "Why?" "Because they made me a junior partner the week after the file closed." Callum finally looked at her. His eyes were hollow, dark circles smudged beneath the skin that no amount of expensive tailoring could hide. "Because once you start climbing, Rory, looking down makes you dizzy. And you weren't there to remind me who I was supposed to be." "Don't put your rot on me." "I'm not. I'm telling you what I am so you don't make a mistake tonight." Aurora stiffened. Down the bar, Silas stopped wiping the bottles altogether. He set the glass down and shifted his weight, his right hand slipping into his trouser pocket. "What mistake?" "I didn't walk into a random pub in Soho because I missed the rain in Wales." Callum reached inside his charcoal coat. Aurora’s hand dropped beneath the counter, fingers brushing the heavy iron handle of the cellar keys. Callum pulled out a thick cream envelope, unsealed, and laid it beside his empty scotch glass. The paper was heavy, watermarked, the kind her father used for official correspondence. "Your mother passed away three weeks ago. Heart failure." The bar seemed to tilt. The framed photographs on the walls blurred into grey smears. Jennifer Carter, with her chalk-stained fingers and quiet sighs, who used to slip twenty-pound notes into Aurora’s coat pockets when Brendan wasn't looking. Dead. Three weeks in the cold Welsh dirt while Aurora was delivering sweet and sour pork to flats in Fitzrovia. "She left the house in Penarth to you," Callum said, his voice dropping to a murmur. "Skip-generation trust. Your father can't touch it unless you sign the release. And since you've been missing for five years, the court requires proof of life and a signature in person, or the property reverts to the spouse after thirty days." "You're the courier." "I'm the solicitor on record for the estate." Callum tapped the envelope with a manicured forefinger. "Sign it, and you never have to see any of them again. I take the paper back to Paddington, catch the last train, and tell them I found you working in a call centre in Leeds." "You want me to give my mother's house to my father." "I want you to stay ghosts, Rory." Callum leaned across the bar, his expensive cologne—cedar and something sharp, synthetic—overpowering the smell of the beer taps. "Because I didn't come to London alone." The front door of the Raven's Nest swung open. A blast of wet Soho wind cut through the stale air of the bar, carrying the sound of sirens from Shaftesbury Avenue. Silas stepped out from behind the far end of the counter, his slight limp vanishing as he moved to intercept the doorway, blocking the narrow aisle between the tables. Through the frosted glass panels of the entrance, bathed in the sickly green glow of the neon sign outside, stood a tall man in a tailored overcoat, shaking the rain from a familiar black umbrella. Callum didn't turn around. He just closed his eyes. "He tracked my phone from the station," Callum whispered. "Run, Rory."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags9
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"Callum looked around [around]"
dialogueSentences64
tagDensity0.141
leniency0.281
rawRatio0.111
effectiveRatio0.031
91.05% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1676
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"passionately"
count1
1
adverb"suddenly"
count1
2
adverb"quickly"
count1
highlights
0"passionately"
1"suddenly"
2"quickly"
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)
70.17% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1676
totalAiIsms10
found
0
word"shattered"
count1
1
word"velvet"
count1
2
word"weight"
count2
3
word"flicked"
count1
4
word"crystal"
count1
5
word"silence"
count1
6
word"stomach"
count1
7
word"synthetic"
count1
8
word"familiar"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"velvet"
2"weight"
3"flicked"
4"crystal"
5"silence"
6"stomach"
7"synthetic"
8"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
emotionTells0
narrationSentences78
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences78
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences131
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen42
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1674
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions10
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
50.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions53
wordCount1016
uniqueNames17
maxNameDensity1.77
worstName"Callum"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Callum"
discoveredNames
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Cardiff1
Callum18
Golden1
Empress1
Silas5
Berlin1
Prague1
Raven2
Nest2
Carter1
Brendan1
Welsh1
Fitzrovia1
Soho1
Shaftesbury1
Avenue1
persons
0"Aurora"
1"Callum"
2"Silas"
3"Raven"
4"Nest"
5"Carter"
6"Brendan"
places
0"Cardiff"
1"Golden"
2"Berlin"
3"Prague"
4"Fitzrovia"
5"Soho"
6"Shaftesbury"
7"Avenue"
globalScore0.614
windowScore0.5
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences64
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"tasted like a burnt peat bog"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1674
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences131
matches
0"complain that whisky"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs74
mean22.62
std22.14
cv0.979
sampleLengths
015
154
27
39
49
54
683
752
885
939
102
112
1213
136
1412
1533
162
1746
186
198
207
2130
226
2339
2411
2558
2613
277
2843
2928
303
316
326
335
3429
3576
362
372
3878
3922
409
4111
424
4336
4410
453
4625
474
4819
4912
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences78
matches
0"were manicured"
61.11% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs144
matches
0"was staring"
1"wasn't looking"
2"was delivering"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount2
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences1
totalSentences131
ratio0.008
matches
0"\"I want you to stay ghosts, Rory.\" Callum leaned across the bar, his expensive cologne—cedar and something sharp, synthetic—overpowering the smell of the beer taps."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1025
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"small crescent-shaped scar"
adverbCount26
adverbRatio0.025365853658536587
lyAdverbCount10
lyAdverbRatio0.00975609756097561
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences131
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences131
mean12.78
std8.79
cv0.687
sampleLengths
015
119
220
37
48
57
69
79
84
920
102
1124
1219
1318
1418
1521
1613
1713
1816
1912
2014
218
2222
236
2415
2518
262
272
2813
296
3012
3117
3216
332
3410
359
3612
3715
386
398
407
4117
427
436
446
4522
464
4713
4811
4913
57.00% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats7
diversityRatio0.37404580152671757
totalSentences131
uniqueOpeners49
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences74
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount18
totalSentences74
matches
0"She froze, her left wrist"
1"He did not look at"
2"He stared directly into her"
3"She dumped the broken glass"
4"She unzipped it halfway, suddenly"
5"He leaned his weight off"
6"His hazel eyes flicked from"
7"She reached for the green"
8"He used to complain that"
9"She poured two fingers of"
10"His fingernails were manicured, the"
11"He lifted the glass, inhaling"
12"He did not wince."
13"His gaze lingered on the"
14"It was a subterranean cavern"
15"His eyes were hollow, dark"
16"He set the glass down"
17"He just closed his eyes."
ratio0.243
20.81% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount65
totalSentences74
matches
0"The heavy glass tumbler slipped"
1"She froze, her left wrist"
2"He did not look at"
3"He stared directly into her"
4"Aurora crouched to gather the"
5"The coat he wore now"
6"She dumped the broken glass"
7"The scent of fried garlic"
8"She unzipped it halfway, suddenly"
9"He leaned his weight off"
10"His hazel eyes flicked from"
11"Silas tapped his silver signet"
12"Aurora gave a microscopic shake"
13"Silas did not move far,"
14"Callum slid onto a leather"
15"The movement was fluid, practiced,"
16"A heavy gold watch caught"
17"Aurora grabbed a fresh tumbler"
18"She reached for the green"
19"Callum used to gag on"
ratio0.878
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences74
matches(empty)
ratio0
93.02% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences43
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"The polished lawyer veneer cracked for a fraction of a second, revealing the boy who used to bite his lip before a moot court debate."
1"Down the bar, a customer laughed, a wet, barking sound that died quickly in the low-ceilinged room."
2"Jennifer Carter, with her chalk-stained fingers and quiet sighs, who used to slip twenty-pound notes into Aurora’s coat pockets when Brendan wasn't looking."
69.44% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags9
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"Callum said, his voice dropping to a murmur"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Callum whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences64
tagDensity0.031
leniency0.063
rawRatio0.5
effectiveRatio0.031
83.5535%