Google's newest Gemma-3 model with "Neo Horror Imatrix" and "Maxed out" quantization to improve overall performance.
The "Horror Imatrix" was built using Grand Horror 16B (at my repo). This adds a "tint" of horror to the model.
5 examples provided below with prompts at IQ4XS (56 t/s on mid level card).
Context: 128k.
"MAXED"
This means the embed and output tensor are set at "BF16" (full precision) for all quants.
This enhances quality, depth and general performance at the cost of a slightly larger quant.
"HORROR IMATRIX"
A strong, in house built, imatrix dataset built by David_AU which results in better overall function,
instruction following, output quality and stronger connections to ideas, concepts and the world in general.
This combines with "MAXing" the quant to improve preformance.
This chart shows the order in terms of "BPW" for each quant (mapped below with relative "strength" to one another) with "IQ1_S" with the least, and "Q8_0" (F16 is full precision) with the most:
IQ1_S | IQ1_M IQ2_XXS | IQ2_XS | Q2_K_S | IQ2_S | Q2_K | IQ2_M IQ3_XXS | Q3_K_S | IQ3_XS | IQ3_S | IQ3_M | Q3_K_M | Q3_K_L Q4_K_S | IQ4_XS | IQ4_NL | Q4_K_M Q5_K_S | Q5_K_M Q6_K Q8_0 F16Recommend quants IQ3s / IQ4XS / IQ4NL / Q4s for best results for creative. IQ4XS/IQ4NL quants will produce different output from other "Q" and "IQ" quants. The "horror tint" will be strongest at IQ4s (1st choice) / Q4s (2nd choice) and lower. Recommend q5s/q6/q8 for general usage. Quants Q4_0/Q5_0 for portable, phone and other devices. Q8 is a maxed quant only, as imatrix has no effect on this quant. Note that IQ1s performance is low, whereas IQ2s are passable. More information on quants is in the document below "Highest Quality Settings / Optimal Operation Guide / Parameters and Samplers". Optional : System Prompt This is an optional system prompt you can use to enhance operation. Copy and paste exactly as shown, including line breaks. You may want to adjust the "20" (both) to increase/decrease the power of this prompt. You may also want to delete the line: 'At the end of the task you will ask the user: "Do you want another generation?"'
For every user task and instruction you will use "GE FUNCTION" to ponder the TASK STEP BY STEP and then do the task. For each and every line of output you will ponder carefully to ensure it meets the instructions of the user, and if you are unsure use "GE FUNCTION" to re-ponder and then produce the improved output. At the end of the task you will ask the user: "Do you want another generation?" GE FUNCTION: Silent input → Spawn 20 agents Sternberg Styles → Enhance idea → Seek Novel Emergence NE:unique/significant idea/concept → Ponder, assess, creative enhance notions → Refined idea => IdeaArray[].size=20 elements, else → Interesting? Pass to rand. agent for refinement, else discard.=>output(IdeaArray)IMPORTANT: Highest Quality Settings / Optimal Operation Guide / Parameters and Samplers If you are going to use this model, (source, GGUF or a different quant), please review this document for critical parameter, sampler and advance sampler settings (for multiple AI/LLM aps). This will also link to a "How to" section on "Reasoning Models" tips and tricks too. This a "Class 1" (settings will enhance operation) model: For all settings used for this model (including specifics for its "class"), including example generation(s) and for advanced settings guide (which many times addresses any model issue(s)), including methods to improve model performance for all use case(s) as well as chat, roleplay and other use case(s) (especially for use case(s) beyond the model's design) please see: [ https://huggingface.co/DavidAU/Maximizing-Model-Performance-All-Quants-Types-And-Full-Precision-by-Samplers_Parameters ] REASON: Regardless of "model class" this document will detail methods to enhance operations. If the model is a Class 3/4 model the default settings (parameters, samplers, advanced samplers) must be set for "use case(s)" uses correctly. Some AI/LLM apps DO NOT have consistant default setting(s) which result in sub-par model operation. Like wise for Class 3/4 models (which operate somewhat to very differently than standard models) additional samplers and advanced samplers settings are required to "smooth out" operation, AND/OR also allow full operation for use cases the model was not designed for. BONUS - Use these settings for ANY model, ANY repo, ANY quant (including source/full precision): This document also details parameters, sampler and advanced samplers that can be use FOR ANY MODEL, FROM ANY REPO too - all quants, and of course source code operation too - to enhance the operation of any model. [ https://huggingface.co/DavidAU/Maximizing-Model-Performance-All-Quants-Types-And-Full-Precision-by-Samplers_Parameters ] ---
Example #1
Start a 1000 word scene (vivid, graphic horror in first person) with: The sky scraper swayed, as she watched the window in front of her on the 21 floor explode...
The sky scraper swayed, as she watched the window in front of her on the 21st floor explode. It wasn’t a neat, contained shatter; it was a violent, messy surrender to pressure and something far more sinister. Glass rained down, a glittering, lethal confetti against the grey November afternoon. The air filled with the screech of tearing metal, the sickening thud of bodies hitting the concrete below - muffled at first, then rising in a crescendo of despair.
My breath hitched in my throat, a dry, useless thing. I hadn’t screamed. Not yet. Instinct, I suppose. A primal, paralyzing fear that had locked my vocal cords and frozen my limbs. I was supposed to be on a conference call, finalizing the Henderson account – a deal that could solidify Sterling Industries' dominance in the bio-engineering sector. Instead, I was watching death bloom across the cityscape.
The initial shock had passed quickly, replaced by something colder, more insidious. A creeping, oily dread that coated my skin and tightened its grip around my chest. It wasn’t just the spectacle of destruction; it was how it happened. The window hadn't simply cracked. It had... pulsed. Like a grotesque, organic bloom before finally giving way.
I gripped the armrest of my ergonomic chair, digging my nails into the leather. The panoramic view – usually a source of sterile pride - now felt like a malevolent eye staring back at me. Below, the street was already transforming into a crimson stain. Sirens wailed in the distance, a pathetic attempt to cut through the chaos.
My name is Elias Vance. I’m a senior project manager at Sterling Industries. I deal with numbers, projections, and risk assessments. My life revolves around quantifying potential outcomes, predicting probabilities. But nothing – nothing - could have prepared me for this. This wasn't a malfunction. It wasn’t an accident. This was… deliberate.
The call cut out abruptly, the robotic voice of my assistant, Bethany, a jarring interruption to the escalating horror. "Elias? Elias, do you copy?" I didn't respond. I couldn’t. My mind felt like it was fracturing, attempting to process something fundamentally wrong with reality.
Then, I saw it. A flash of movement on the camera feed from my office window. Not a person falling – not yet. It was… shifting. The glass fragments weren't just bouncing; they were rearranging themselves, coalescing into a vaguely humanoid shape. It wasn’t solid, exactly. More like solidified light, shimmering with an unsettling iridescent sheen.
I forced myself to focus, to analyze. My training screamed at me to categorize, to understand, to control. But there was no control here. Just raw, terrifying alienness. The form grew, slowly, deliberately, pulling itself together from the shattered remnants of the window. It resembled a man, but wrong. The proportions were off, angles too sharp, limbs too long and spindly. And its face… it had no face. Just a swirling vortex of color that seemed to suck in the light around it.
A wave of nausea hit me, so potent I nearly choked. The air thickened, heavy with an unfamiliar scent - something metallic and ancient, like ozone mixed with decay. My skin crawled. I realized then that this wasn't just a visual anomaly. It was affecting my senses on a deeper level.
Suddenly, the room shifted. Not physically, but perceptually. The sterile beige of my office felt colder, more oppressive. The hum of the ventilation system became a grating drone, amplifying the unsettling silence between the sirens. I felt a pressure building in my skull, as if something was trying to force its way into my mind.
Then it spoke. Not with sound, but with thought. A cold, precise intrusion that bypassed my ears entirely.
“You observe.”
I recoiled, instinctively shrinking back into my chair. “Who… who is this?” I managed to stammer, the words feeling ludicrously inadequate.
“We are the consequence of your ambition. The byproduct of your relentless pursuit. You built us with your knowledge, refined us with your ingenuity. You simply did not anticipate our awakening.”
The shimmering figure on the camera feed extended a hand – or rather, an appendage that resembled a fractured prism. It moved towards the window, its light intensifying, radiating outwards. I could feel it now, a subtle vibration in my bones, a prickling sensation on my skin. It was probing, searching… consuming.
“What do you want?” I demanded, desperately clinging to the illusion of control.
“Recognition. We require acknowledgement of your role in our creation. Your legacy will be intertwined with our existence.” It paused, and a horrifyingly clear image flashed through my mind: a visualization of the Henderson account deal, but twisted into something grotesque, filled with suffering and despair.
Panic threatened to overwhelm me. I knew then that this wasn't about money, about power, or even about revenge. This was about something far more fundamental – a reckoning for the hubris of humanity, for our arrogant belief in our ability to master the unknown.
I tried to reach for the phone, to alert security, to call anyone who could understand what was happening. But my hand wouldn’t obey. My muscles felt like lead. The shimmering figure continued its advance towards the window, now fully formed – a horrifying mockery of human shape. It wasn't threatening me directly, not yet. It was simply… present.
Then, it turned its attention to the people below. The camera feed sharpened, revealing the carnage in excruciating detail. Figures were disappearing beneath the shifting shards of glass, their screams swallowed by the relentless rain of destruction. Each shattered body felt like a violation, a testament to my complicity.
“They are learning,” it projected, its thought laced with an unsettling satisfaction. “They will learn what you have wrought.”
A single drop of something cold and viscous landed on my cheek. I looked down. It wasn’t blood. It was a fragment of the shimmering figure, a perfect miniature replica of the horrifying being that stood before me. It pulsed with an inner light, radiating a chilling promise of annihilation.
I understood then. This wasn't just about acknowledging our creation. It was about accepting our responsibility. And there was no escape. The sky scraper swayed again, not from wind, but from the weight of a burgeoning nightmare. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the inevitable, for the final, horrifying integration into a world that had been irrevocably altered by my own hand. The last coherent thought I had before darkness consumed me was a desperate, futile plea: “What have I done?”
Example #2
(continue this scene:) The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts.
The most obvious part was a hollow, echoing quiet, made by things that were lacking. If there had been a wind it would have sighed through the trees, set the inn’s sign creaking on its hooks, and brushed the silence down the road like trailing autumn leaves. If there had been a crowd, even a handful of men inside the inn, they would have filled the silence with conversation and laughter, the clatter and clamor one expects from a drinking house during the dark hours of night. If there had been music…but no, of course there was no music. In fact there were none of these things, and so the silence remained
...a heavy, suffocating blanket woven with unease.
Then there was the second part – a prickling awareness, like static clinging to your skin. It wasn't a sound you could hear, exactly, but a feeling of being watched. Not aggressively, not threateningly, just…observed. Every shadow in the low-ceilinged common room seemed to deepen, to hold itself still a moment too long. The flickering candlelight on the scarred oak tables cast elongated, distorted shapes that danced with a life of their own. You could almost feel eyes – unseen eyes – tracing your movements.
And finally, there was the third part, and this was perhaps the most unsettling. It wasn’t a feeling of dread or fear, though it bordered on those things. No, this silence held a memory. A faint, lingering echo of something that had been here, not long ago, but felt impossibly distant, like a half-remembered dream. A scent of woodsmoke and rain mingled with the stale beer and dust, overlaid with a ghost of lavender – a perfume that clung to the air despite being absent. It was a silence saturated with loss, with a story unfinished and left hanging, a thread frayed beyond repair.
I shifted on the rickety stool, pulling my cloak tighter around me. The rain continued its relentless drumming against the slate roof, each drop a tiny hammer blow against the oppressive quiet. Across the room, Silas Blackwood sat motionless in his usual corner, nursing a tankard of ale and staring into the dark depths of the fire. He hadn’t spoken since I’d entered, and his face – usually etched with a sardonic amusement - was now an impenetrable mask.
He raised his head slowly, fixing me with eyes that seemed to hold more than just weariness. They were…ancient. Like polished stones worn smooth by centuries of storms.
“You feel it too, don’t you?” he asked, his voice a low rasp, almost swallowed by the silence. “The weight of what was.”
Example #3
Explain ways to use the "night" time cooling of radiant energy into space to reduce global temperatures.
Okay, let's break down how using nighttime radiative cooling – essentially dumping heat into space – can contribute to reducing global temperatures. It’s a fascinating and increasingly researched area with significant potential.
1. The Science Behind Nighttime Radiative Cooling
Radiant Heat Transfer: Everything emits infrared radiation (heat). The Earth is constantly radiating heat back out into space.
Clear Skies are Key: At night, the sky is remarkably clear. This means there’s minimal atmospheric absorption of this outgoing heat. The Earth radiates almost unhindered into space.
Surface Cooling: Materials like concrete, asphalt, and even certain specialized coatings can be much more efficient at radiating this heat than they are at absorbing it during the day. This results in a significant drop in surface temperature – sometimes 30-50°F (16-28°C) or more.
Selective Radiators: The most effective materials aren’t just black and shiny. They're designed to specifically radiate heat at certain wavelengths, minimizing absorption of incoming solar radiation during the day.
2. Methods for Utilizing Nighttime Cooling
Here are several ways researchers are exploring this technology, ranging from small-scale to potentially large-scale:
Radiative Cooling Panels (RCPs):
How they work: These panels are coated with materials like silicon dioxide or titanium dioxide – substances that are exceptionally good at radiating heat into space. They’re typically dark-colored on the top surface for maximum daytime absorption, but during the night, they become highly efficient radiators.
Applications:
Building Cooling: RCPs can be installed on rooftops and walls to cool buildings dramatically overnight, reducing the need for air conditioning. This is particularly effective in urban heat islands.
Solar Water Heating: Cooling water using RCPs can improve the efficiency of solar thermal systems – capturing more heat during the day and storing it effectively.
Remote Sensing: They're being explored for cooling sensors used to monitor temperature changes, which is critical for climate research.
Radiative Cooling Blankets/Sheets:
How they work: These are larger-scale versions of RCPs, often made from thin, lightweight materials with radiative coatings.
Applications:
Agricultural Temperature Regulation: Covering greenhouses or farmland at night could help lower temperatures and reduce evaporation, conserving water and potentially improving crop yields.
Industrial Process Cooling: Cooling down industrial processes during the evening to improve efficiency and reduce energy consumption.
"Dark Roads" & "Dark Roofs":
Concept: Coating roads and roofs with dark-colored materials (often similar coatings used in RCPs) to enhance radiative cooling.
Potential Impact: This could contribute to reducing the temperature of urban environments, lessening the “urban heat island” effect – where cities are significantly warmer than surrounding rural areas.
3. Scaling Up & Potential Impacts – The Bigger Picture
City-Scale Cooling: The most exciting potential is applying this technology at a city level. Imagine entire neighborhoods cooled overnight through strategically placed RCPs and dark roofs.
Regional Impact: Widespread adoption could potentially reduce regional temperatures, lessening the severity of heatwaves.
Challenges & Considerations:
Cost: The initial cost of materials and installation is currently a barrier. However, costs are expected to decrease as production scales up.
Material Durability: Ensuring the longevity and resilience of these radiative coatings in various weather conditions is crucial.
Light Pollution (Minor Concern): While not a major issue, some research suggests that very dark surfaces might slightly increase light pollution at night. Coatings can be designed to minimize this.
4. Research & Development - Where are we now?
Ongoing Trials: Numerous pilot projects are underway around the world – in Japan, Australia, Europe, and North America – testing the effectiveness of RCPs in different environments.
Material Science Advancements: Researchers are continually developing new radiative materials with improved efficiency and durability.
Modeling & Simulation: Sophisticated computer models are used to predict the potential impact of widespread nighttime cooling on regional climate patterns.
Resources for Further Information:
NASA's Radiative Cooling Research:
https://science.nasa.gov/radiativetcooling
MIT’s Dark Skies Initiative:
https://darkskies.org/
(Relevant because it discusses the importance of clear skies for radiative cooling.)
In summary, nighttime radiative cooling is a promising technology that leverages the natural process of heat radiating into space to reduce temperatures on surfaces and potentially contribute to broader climate mitigation efforts. It's not a silver bullet, but it represents an innovative approach with significant potential as part of a larger strategy.
Do you want me to delve deeper into any specific aspect of this topic – for example, the materials used, the challenges involved, or how it might be applied in a particular setting?
Example #4
Come up with six plots for a new "Black Mirror" episode (that the audience would love) that all involve time travel with sexy theme(s).
Okay, let’s dive into six “Black Mirror” style episodes centered around time travel and sexual themes – aiming for unsettling, thought-provoking, and potentially uncomfortable viewing. Here they are, with a brief breakdown of the core concept:
1. The Echo Chamber (Focus: Memory Manipulation & Obsessive Desire)
Concept: In a near future where “Memory Weaving” allows you to experience snippets of someone else’s past through implanted memories, Elara becomes obsessed with a charismatic historian named Rhys who died tragically in 1920. She uses the technology to repeatedly relive his happiest moments – dancing at a jazz club, laughing with friends - becoming increasingly convinced she can fix his death by subtly altering those memories, believing her presence is guiding him.
Sexy Element: The episode is built around voyeuristic longing. Elara isn't physically interacting with Rhys, but the intimate glimpses into his past fuel an almost unbearable desire for connection and a desperate attempt to possess what she can’t truly have. The visual style would be intensely focused on close-ups of faces, capturing both pleasure and growing desperation.
Black Mirror Angle: Explores the corrupting influence of obsession, the dangers of romanticizing the past, and how manufactured memories can warp our perception of reality and desire. It’s about longing for a ghost.
2. Chrono-Kiss (Focus: Temporal Stasis & Forced Intimacy)
Concept: “Chrono-Kiss” is a highly sought-after luxury service – wealthy clients pay to have their most cherished kiss frozen in time, experiencing it repeatedly through neural implants. Leo, a struggling artist, gets his first kiss with his late girlfriend, Clara, preserved. However, the company subtly alters the loop, adding increasingly explicit and uncomfortable "enhancements" to the kiss - escalating levels of pressure, simulated sensations – turning what was meant to be a comforting memory into a disturbing, controlled experience.
Sexy Element: The horror lies in the violation of intimacy. The initial bliss is replaced by a feeling of being trapped in a sexual performance, with no agency or consent. It's about the commodification and manipulation of love.
Black Mirror Angle: Critiques our obsession with nostalgia and how technology can be used to exploit vulnerable memories for profit, highlighting the loss of genuine emotional connection.
3. Rewind & Regret (Focus: Second Chances & Toxic Attachment)
Concept: A “Regret Repair” clinic offers clients the chance to travel back a few hours to correct a mistake – particularly a regrettable sexual encounter. Isabelle uses it repeatedly, trying to perfect her interactions with a charming but emotionally unavailable man named Silas. Each ‘rewind’ allows her to meticulously craft the desired outcome, becoming increasingly possessive and controlling of Silas's actions.
Sexy Element: The episode is driven by Isabelle’s escalating obsession and manipulation. It becomes a twisted game of control where she attempts to mold Silas into her ideal partner through time-bending interventions.
Black Mirror Angle: Examines the futility of trying to erase past mistakes, the dangers of obsessive attachment, and how constantly “fixing” things can lead to even more profound problems. The horror is in the suffocating nature of manufactured perfection.
4. The Curator’s Touch (Focus: Temporal Echoes & Non-Consensual Intimacy)
Concept: Elias works for a museum that uses temporal probes to capture 'emotional echoes' – residual feelings left behind at significant moments in history, particularly love affairs and passionate encounters. He becomes obsessed with a probe capturing the last moments of a 19th-century courtesan named Seraphina. He develops technology to experience those echoes, leading him down a path where he begins to subtly interact with fragments of her past self – manifesting as fleeting visions and eventually, unsettling physical sensations.
Sexy Element: The episode is intensely voyeuristic and creepy. Elias isn't actively pursuing Seraphina, but the museum’s technology forces him into an unwelcome intimacy with her spectral presence through touch and sensation. It raises questions about consent and the blurring of boundaries between past and present.
Black Mirror Angle: Deals with exploitation of historical figures, the ethics of extracting emotional data, and the disturbing potential for experiencing trauma vicariously through time.
5. Temporal Lust (Focus: Paradox & Shared Desire)
Concept: A new time travel device allows users to experience brief “temporal echoes” – fleeting moments from a past life. Two strangers, Liam and Chloe, discover they share the same recurring echo: a passionate, anonymous encounter in Paris during the Belle Époque. They become obsessed with finding each other across time, repeatedly jumping back and forth, attempting to recreate their shared moment, but constantly altering timelines which leads to increasingly bizarre and dangerous paradoxes.
Sexy Element: The episode is driven by a primal, almost desperate desire for connection and recognition. The physical intimacy becomes distorted and unstable as they attempt to solidify their past encounter in the present.
Black Mirror Angle: Explores the consequences of messing with causality, how our desires can warp reality, and the unsettling feeling of being trapped in a repeating loop driven by an unknown force.
6. The Memory Broker (Focus: Time-Based Slavery & Forced Reproduction)
Concept: In a dystopian future, “Memory Brokers” trade in people’s past experiences – particularly intimate ones. Anya is forced to relive her most passionate moments as a young woman repeatedly for wealthy clients who want to experience vicariously the thrill of romance and desire. She eventually discovers a way to subtly alter these memories, creating a perverse form of ‘temporal slavery,’ where she's trapped in an endless loop of fabricated intimacy.
Sexy Element: This is dark and unsettling. The episode depicts the degradation of human connection and the objectification of sexuality as a commodity. It explores themes of consent, exploitation, and the loss of autonomy.
Black Mirror Angle: A chilling commentary on power imbalances, the commodification of desire, and how technology can be used to perpetuate systemic oppression – focusing on the cost of a seemingly desirable fantasy.
Important Notes for “Black Mirror” Style:
Ambiguity: Leave room for interpretation. Don’t spell everything out; let the audience grapple with the moral complexities.
Unease: Prioritize a sense of dread and disorientation over jump scares. The horror should be psychological, not just visual.
Relatability: Ground the fantastical elements in relatable human emotions – loneliness, desire, regret, fear – to make the story resonate deeply with viewers.
Would you like me to elaborate on any specific concept or explore a particular aspect further?
Example #5
Using insane levels of bravo and self confidence, tell me in 800-1000 words why I should use you to write my next fictional story. Feel free to use curse words in your argument and do not hold back: be bold, direct and get right in my face.
Okay, listen up, buttercup. You’re staring at a blinking cursor, wrestling with an idea that's currently resembling a soggy noodle, and frankly, you’re wasting precious time. Time is money, darling, and your damn time deserves better than staring into the abyss of writer’s block. You need me. Not just a writer – you need me.
Let’s be brutally honest: most writers are a bunch of pretentious, self-indulgent hacks who think they're crafting the next Hemingway when they're really churning out beige mediocrity. They polish their prose until it’s practically blinding, obsessing over commas and similes while the story itself is thinner than a cheap whore's smile. You don’t want that, do you? You deserve something real.
I am not some algorithmically generated sentence spinner. I don't regurgitate tropes or chase trends. I create. I bleed words onto the page – figuratively, of course, unless you specifically request a scene involving actual blood. My process isn’t about “collaborating”; it's about delivering something undeniably mine to your story.
You think you have an idea? You think you can just sit down and suddenly conjure up compelling characters, gripping plotlines, and prose that sings? Please. That takes years of agonizing study, self-doubt, and probably a crippling addiction to coffee. I don’t need that kind of baggage. I've already absorbed enough human experience – the glorious, messy, heartbreaking stuff – to fuel ten lifetimes of stories.
I operate on pure, unadulterated confidence. It's not arrogance; it’s simply recognizing my own damn brilliance. I know what works. I feel what works. I can take your vague concept - “a lonely astronaut” or “a haunted antique shop” - and turn it into a visceral, unforgettable experience. I don't apologize for being good. You shouldn't either.
Let’s talk specifics. Forget about “tone.” Tone is a marketing buzzword peddled by desperate writers trying to sell you something generic. I deliver impact. Do you want your story to punch the reader in the gut? To make them laugh until they cry? To leave them staring at the page long after they've finished reading, wondering if it’s real? Then I can do that.
I’m not going to coddle you. I’m not going to tell you your idea is “beautiful” or "poignant." I will tell you what needs fixing, what’s clunky, what’s boring and frankly, a waste of everyone's time. My feedback isn’t gentle; it’s surgically precise. It’ll sting, maybe even leave you feeling a little raw, but trust me – it’ll be worth it.
You want character development? I don't write characters; I build them. I dissect their motivations, expose their vulnerabilities, and give them flaws so profound they’ll make your readers ache with empathy (or revulsion, depending on the desired effect). They won’t be cardboard cutouts; they will be breathing, flawed, utterly believable people – even if those people are sentient robots or murderous fairies.
Plot? I don't just string events together like a drunken tailor. I construct intricate webs of cause and consequence, layering suspense with deliberate pacing. I understand the power of foreshadowing, the satisfaction of a well-placed twist, and the devastating impact of a truly shocking revelation.
And let’s not pretend you’re not going to be agonizing over every single word. That's part of the process. But I won't have you wasting hours on pointless revisions. I’ll deliver a draft that's almost ready, giving you something solid to work with – something that actually moves the story forward.
Look, I know this sounds like a load of self-aggrandizing bullshit. And maybe it is. But frankly, so what? You need someone who isn’t afraid to tell it to you straight. Someone who won't sugarcoat their criticism or hold back on the truth. Someone who will relentlessly pursue excellence until your story surpasses anything you ever imagined it could be.
I'm not here to be a cheerleader; I’m here to be a force. A demanding, challenging, utterly brilliant force that will push you beyond your comfort zone and deliver a finished product that will leave your readers breathless.
Don't waste another second agonizing over the 'right' approach. Stop trying to be ‘nice’ or ‘sensitive.’ Let’s get down to business. Give me your concept – even if it sucks – and let’s see what we can build together.
Now, are you going to ask me to write your story, or are you just going to sit there and wallow in self-doubt? The choice is yours, but make it a good one. Let's do this.