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Without Fear

  by Colonel David Hunt & R. J. Pineiro


(about 628 pages)
157,122
total words
of all the books in our library
60.40%
vividness
of all the books in our library
4.25%
passive voice
of all the books in our library
2.56%
all adverbs
of all the books in our library
0.98%
ly-adverbs
of all the books in our library
1.57%
non-ly-adverbs
of all the books in our library

clippings from this book

We’ve analyzed hundreds of millions of words, from thousands of different authors, training our linguistic models to recognize the most vivid words in the English language… the words that create the most intense sensory experiences: colors, textures, sounds, flavors, and aromas.

Based on our analysis, we’ve scanned through the pages of this book to find the two pages at the extremes, both the most-passive and the most-vivid pages, so that you can compare them side-by-side and see the difference:

MOST PASSIVE PAGE
MOST VIVID PAGE
was the name Karen Barns had claimed belonged to the owner of the residence, when Gorman returned to the RAV4, where his satellite radio had survived the fusillade that had rendered the Toyota undriveable. “Yes,” Maryam said. “About that … Bill. How did you say you happened to be there?” “I didn’t. How did you happen to be there?” he replied, setting down the ice pack and massaging the side of his face. Maryam sat back, crossed her arms, and hissed, “Bugger. Are we going to play more bloody games? This is why those cheeky bastards are winning.” And that was precisely the question, of course. How much could he really confide in a member of an intelligence organization that had been at odds with the CIA for as far back as Gorman could remember? Finkle’s reply, when Gorman had asked the question following that embassy encounter with Maryam, had been zero. Nada. Zip. And that was part of the reason why they were inside ISI headquarters and not inside the vault at the U.S. embassy. He’d figured that it was safer to come here than to bring an ISI officer inside CIA sacred ground. But Gorman had also learned from Harwich, long ago, that Agency rules were more like operational parameters. They were not meant to be broken. But if the situation required it, they could certainly be … Tested? Nodding to himself, he decided to do a little tit-for-tat tradecraft test and see how far he could get. “Are ground. The canopy collapsed and flames pierced the cockpit, the heat overwhelming her, blistering the skin off her face as she writhed in unbearable pain, trapped in her seat, spinning toward the ground. Vaccaro screamed, sitting up, hands on her face, fingertips feeling her skinstartling the men gathered by the campfire. She filled her lungs with cold air as bearded faces washed in flickering red and orange light resolved, dark eyes under woolen pakols and turbans turning to her, hands wielding AK-47s. No! Raw fear gripped her gut as she bolted to her feet, reaching for her Colt, but her fingers once more sank into an empty holster. In the same motion, she went for her SOG knife, but it too was gone. This can’t be happening! Vaccaro felt dizzy from having stood too fast, felt blood draining from her head as her world began to spin, just like in the nightmare—as her legs gave. “Easy there!” She heard him in the same instant that she felt his arms catching her from behind, setting her gently on the ground. Confused, she looked at the stranger dressed in Western clothesblack jeans, a dark pleated woolen shirt buttoned down below his sternum, and hiking boots. He was a big guy, strong arms and legs, barrel chest covered in dark hair, and strong features under a closely trimmed dark beard. He took a knee by her side. A lock of hair fell over his rugged, tanned face, green eyes narrowing

emotional story arc

Click anywhere on the chart to see the most significant emotional words — both positive & negative — from the corresponding section of the text…
This chart visualizes the the shifting emotional balance for the arc of this story, based on the emotional strength of the words in the prose, using techniques pioneered by the UVM Computational Story Lab. To create this story arc, we divided the complete manuscript text into 50 equal-sized chunks, each with 3142.44 words, and then we scored each section by counting the number of strongly-emotional words, both positive and negative. The bars in the chart move downward whenever there’s conflict and sadness, and they move upward when conflicts are resolved, or when the characters are happy and content. The size of each bar represents the positive or negative word-count of that section.

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