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Jack Dalton, Monster Hunter

  by T. S. Paul


(about 384 pages)
96,046
total words
of all the books in our library
38.72%
vividness
of all the books in our library
8.28%
passive voice
of all the books in our library
2.30%
all adverbs
of all the books in our library
0.70%
ly-adverbs
of all the books in our library
1.60%
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
Having men die under your command is one of the hardest things you can ever witness. April twenty-ninth, 1865 was the last time I fired a musket in anger. It was a different time. My convictions were different. We were trying to make a different world for our people. All our efforts failed, and the cause was lost.” “You’re not talking about the Confederacy, are you?” I asked. “No, I’m not. It was a different world two centuries ago. States’ rights and slavery might have been the human reason for the war, but not everyone who was in command of the Southern forces was human. History is written by the victors, Jack. Always remember that,” Robert instructed. All I could do was nod. It was easy to forget that many Paranormals were long-lived. Vampires and Weres especially. This man in front of me had seen much in his life. “Forget I said anything kid. The past can be overwhelming sometimes. Thank you for what you did back there. The local Alpha might have a lead on our fugitive. Do you want me to contact him?” Robert asked. I looked over at my companion. “I didn’t know there was a reservation around here.” “There’s not. You’re going to have to pretend you weren’t ever in the town or met any of these people. If you truly want to catch the guy and continue to do your new job the proper way, you have to pick a side here, kid.” Robert was like the Weres, and were instrumental in starting the camps and reservations. Humans were united, but the Paranormals were pissed. Before I could even knock on the door a voice spoke to me. “Come in, Agent Dalton.” I opened the door and stepped inside. The office looked like any other office that I might find in this building, save for the magic. A cup was stirring itself while lunch was being prepared by invisible hands. Bread floated to a plate while a knife sliced a chunk of corned beef. Each slice floating onto the bread with ease. “Please have a seat. Would you like a sandwich?” The man behind the desk was wearing a three-piece suit with wide lapels. He motioned with his left hand and a plate, napkin, fork, knife, and glass appeared in front of me. Another wave of the hand and a sandwich, complete with pickle, floated itself onto my plate. “I almost forgot,” he said. With another wave of his hand, a bottle of soda appeared and poured itself into the empty glass. “Now we can eat.” If I hadn’t just recently been amongst Witches up in Maine, I might have needed one of those restrooms outside. This was more magic than most people ever see. I picked up the sandwich that looked way better than a corn dog, and I took a bite. “Good?” The Witch asked. I nodded and quickly swallowed. “It is. Good corned beef is so hard to find on the road

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 1920.92 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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