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Nine Lives

  by Gary Winston Brown


(about 192 pages)
48,017
total words
of all the books in our library
36.28%
vividness
of all the books in our library
8.18%
passive voice
of all the books in our library
2.30%
all adverbs
of all the books in our library
0.72%
ly-adverbs
of all the books in our library
1.58%
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
out the passing vehicles. He was confident he had evaded the pursuit. “We’re good,” he said. With the changing of the light he pulled into traffic and cruised down the road. “You know what happened wasn’t your fault, don’t you?” “I don’t want to talk about it,” Elton replied nervously. “You should. They said if you did it would help.” “It doesn’t.” “Your parents were to blame, not you.” “I tried to make them understand,” Elton said. “That’s all you can do.” “It wasn’t enough,” Elton answered. “It never is.” Elton gripped the steering wheel, squeezed it as hard as he could. “She shouldn’t have been left alone with me.” “The bitch had it coming.” “That’s beside the point.” Elton replied. He checked his mirrors. He was not being followed. He opened the satchel, took out the map, unfolded it on the passenger seat, checked his notes. “She’ll be picking them up from school soon.” “Are we taking them tonight?” “Maybe.” “You’re not getting cold feet, are you?” “Of course not,” Elton replied. “Then what’s the problem?” Elton was angry. “Who has more experience with this, you or me?” “You do.” “That’s right. So shut up and let me make the decisions.” “I’m just doing my job.” “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” “Someone has to keep you on track.” “And I suppose that someone is you?” “That’s right.” Elton scoffed. “If I need your help, I’ll ask for it.” “By then it’ll probably be too late.” “I’ll had been tampered with, rendering it useless. He was trapped in the bitter cold room. Red numbers glared at him from an LED display integrated into the wall beside the door handle: -40 degrees. Though he had been in the freezer for less than ten minutes, he knew his chances for survival under such conditions was slim. In the sub-zero temperature his body was already losing heat at an alarming rate. Hernando rubbed his arms and legs vigorously, trying to promote the circulation of blood within his limbs and keep himself warm. It wouldn’t be long before hypothermia would set in, followed by the functional breakdown of his brain, heart and internal organs. Already his skin had begun to tighten. He had lost sensation in his fingertips, ears and toes. He was having difficulty breathing now, and the numbness and tingling he was experiencing throughout the rest of his body, coupled with an odd burning sensation, warned that death from continued exposure to the extreme cold was imminent. His clothingjeans, a light jacket, cotton golf shirt, socks and running shoes- though appropriate for the tropical Costa Rican climate, offered no protection against the arctic cold temperature of the freezer. Hernando kicked at the heavy freezer door. Strangely, he could not feel the impact. His foot was numb. He swung the useless extremity at the door a second time… thumpthen a third. Exhausted after the weak attempt to be heard, he leaned against a pallet of boxed, frozen meat

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 960.34 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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