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By the Feet of Men

  by Grant Price

(about 399 pages)
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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:

La Talpa even exists. You really think there’s going to be a community of scientists living underground, waiting for us to arrive? Goddamn it, wake up.’ He spat the words out. Ghazi’s voice was quiet. ‘If you didn’t believe in the place, you’d never have left in the first place.’ ‘I went because something told me this would be my last run. And that something was right. It had nothing to do with the cargo. And it had nothing to do with belief.’ ‘Your nihilism has no place here. Not after all of this. They trusted you. Hearst, Brandt and the others.’ ‘Don’t.’ ‘They followed us and now they’re dead. That can’t be for nothing.’ ‘They all had their own reasons to go. We don’t owe them anything.’ ‘Yes we do. We owe it to them to believe we’re going to make it.’ ‘How do you do it? We’re in the middle of the desert, we have no water left and we don’t know where the hell we’re going. How can you tell me to believe?’ ‘Because I have to. These are trials of the body, that’s all. As long as I keep pushing towards the light, I’m confident I’ll find what I seek. It’s been the same all my life. La Talpa will be there. And its people will help you.’ The challenge hung in the air. Cassady bit his lip. He had no response. Whatever it was Ghazi believed in was too strong for it to ever be urban mirage glittered between the converging sides of two mountains. Massive white towers stood side by side, curved sculptures moulded by giant hands. Around the periphery, smaller buildings huddled together like children seeking the protection of their parents. Masses of greenery sat on roofs, climbed the facades, emerged from openings up and down the towers. Mutant trees grew as high as the smaller buildings, leaves like vital splashes of paint against the gleaming ivory facades. A network of walkways connected the structures, each one large enough for two pantechs to drive on side by side. Flying machines sat on sleek landing pads. And lassoing it all was an orbital six-lane road on stilts whose branches disappeared to the north, south, east and west. On the slopes surrounding the city, huge wind turbines stood in rows as precise as a military graveyard, and their vanes warped the air as they spun. But there was something else. The city was on fire. One of the tallest towers belched velvet plumes of smoke that rippled over the city. Vehicles large and small buzzed across the walkways and chased each other along the orbital road. Two four-wheeled automobiles spun out of control and crashed into a barrier, and a puff of orange rose above the road. The unmistakable clackclack of automatic gunfire ricocheted between the buildings. A massive explosion sent a thunderclap through the walls of the valley, and its vibrations carried all the way to the edge of the forest. Other sounds drifted

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 1995.68 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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