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This Is My America

  by Kim Johnson


(about 326 pages)
81,485
total words
of all the books in our library
38.22%
vividness
of all the books in our library
8.74%
passive voice
of all the books in our library
2.42%
all adverbs
of all the books in our library
0.50%
ly-adverbs
of all the books in our library
1.92%
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
lives are too different.” I’m frozen. Dean’s using softer language, thinking he’s protecting me, but I’ve long decoded this meaning. She doesn’t want us to be close because I’m Black and he’s white. That’s what he’s been hiding from me, and this wasn’t their first conversation about this. “What happens now? Is this it? I talk to Chris, and then we can’t be friends any longer?” “You’re my best friend,” Dean says. “She can’t stop that.” “You’re mine, too,” I say, and I mean it. Dean is closer to me even than Tasha. I don’t care what his mom says. I’m glad he doesn’t follow everything she believes. We’ve always pushed the boundaries that were set before we had a chance. “What if I’m as bad as her?” Dean chokes up. “That everything she’s raised me around is so ingrained in me I won’t even know, and then I do something to mess us up?” “Why would you think that?” I touch Dean’s arm. He slowly turns to face me, his arms resting on the wheel. “When Jamal’s story came out… my first thought wasn’t he’s innocent. It was wondering, how could he do that? At the table, my mom was going off on how rampant Black crime is, it was only time before something like this would happen again… I didn’t respond. I was still trying to understand, sort through Angela being dead. I went to the police station because I was worried what Jamal being guilty would do a heart of gold. I just wish he wouldn’t throw it around so easily. I watch Chris in the shadows. White privilege at its finest. Today he’s exhibiting classic toxic masculinity. I can tell Angela doesn’t want him here, but he’s too arrogant to think different. He acts that way in school, too, like he could get away with anything, since his dad is sheriff. Poised and ready, Susan Touric faces the camera marked NBS ONE. She looks like all the white newscasters they have at this station except the rotating weather girls of color. Susan’s dressed in a white blouse and a gaudy necklace of choice for the day. Her silky black hair is coiffed in a bob around her fake-tanned skin, and pink lipstick matches the color of her glasses. The crew shifts into movement. The spotlight zooms in. The producer gives her a hand signal near the teleprompter. A green light blinks, and Susan plasters on a smile. On cue, the music begins. My heart now beats at a rapid pace. “Reporting live here at NBS World News. If you’re just tuning in, we’ve been highlighting top scholar athletes across the country. I have the pleasure of introducing a local star: the number one track athlete in the state of Texas, soon to be high school grad, Jamal Beaumont.” Jamal’s dark brown skin shines as he flashes a wide smile. He sits lean and tall in a closely tailored dark blue suit, white shirt, and red tie

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 1629.70 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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