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Or a name, or a whole world. Type it in any order. Scribsy sorts it into cards that quote your words.
BrainstormThe Weir StairSaturday, 10 October
The Salt Court rules Lowhithe from the last dry tier, and the tide is law: whatever the tide takes, the Court forgets.
Jenet Quell, a bell-diver’s daughter, born the night the great bell sank. She can hear it ringing underwater when no one else can.
She wants to raise the bell and bring back the names the tide took, her mother’s among them. The Court wants it to stay drowned, because whoever rings it can undo the tide’s verdicts.
A girl holding her breath inside a flooded bell tower. Lanterns on the water above her, and from underneath they’d look like stars.
Keep going. Everything you type here stays yours.
Real interface · sample story
Your notes find the scene they're for.
Its plan waits beside the page. When someone comes back, so does what you wrote about them, with a link.
She ducked beneath the lip and came up into air trapped in the crown of the bell. It was stale and tasted of metal. There were names inside the bell, hundreds of them, scratched into the bronze by many different hands. And near the rim, newer than the rest and cut deep, was one she had not been able to say for five years. Wenna. Her mother’s name was Wenna.
Below her the water suddenly went pale, then broke. A hand came up first, inked to the wrist.
The clerk from the Reading surfaced beside her, gasping, and shoved the wet hair back from her forehead.
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Your whole world, filed as you write.
Names you write become cards that quote their line. Nothing is canon until you say so. Close a chapter and Scribsy checks it.
came in from the river steps, where his barge, the TK, rocked at its moorings. He was a heavy man in grey and had read the names for thirty years. He went to the lectern without once looking at the crowd.
was carried in by a clerk with ink to the wrist, a young woman who set it on the lectern as if it were hot and stepped back into the shadow of a pillar. noticed her only because she was the one person in the hall who did not look up when the reading began.
ch. 1, sc. 2, “The Reading”. Hover or select a name on the page to open its card here.
Locked Jenet’s age at 17 on her card, as you decided.
Ch. 3 still says nineteen.
Nineteen years she had lived within sight of this tower, and she had never once been inside it.
Real interface · sample story
See how everything connects.
Press play to watch it grow, chapter by chapter. Scribsy knows when each name enters your story, so help for an earlier chapter uses only what exists then.
Real interface · sample story
A note from Steven
Scribsy is for writers who like writing. It never writes your prose.
You write the words. Scribsy holds the world.
I think a world with a million more finished stories is a better one.
Meet Scribsy, your first reader.
Scribsy waits for the pause: never within 5 seconds of your last keystroke, at most one moment every few minutes at Companion, always in one strip at the foot of the page.
Choose Quiet, Companion or Coach. Ask your book, and the answer quotes your own pages.
How long has Wenna been gone?
And near the rim, newer than the rest and cut deep, was one she had not been able to say for five years.
Real interface · sample story
And by the way:
Scribsy asked. You wrote. The Ledger keeps both.
Scribsy asked this in the Console on Wed Oct 14 at 21:40. You kept 17 on her card.
Jenet’s age: seventeen in ch. 1, nineteen in ch. 3. Which is right?
Nineteen Seventeen years she had lived within sight of this tower, and she had never once been inside it.
She was seventeen that spring.
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Start your novel with us in November.
Free beta · November 1, 2026
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Does Scribsy use AI to write for me?
No. Scribsy never generates prose. It reads what you write so it can keep your world straight. The sentences are always yours.
Is Scribsy for me?
If you're writing a novel, very likely. A few kinds of writers:
- Plotters. Brainstorm and the outline hold the plan, and each scene's notes wait beside the page when you open it.
- Discovery writers. Skip the outline and start on the page. Scribsy keeps up, suggesting a card for who and what you invent as you go.
- Worldbuilders and series writers. Names you write become suggested cards that quote your pages. The world map replays your story in the order your reader meets it, and when you close a chapter, Scribsy checks it against the facts you've settled.
- First-time novelists. Start with one line in Brainstorm, the image you can't shake. Scribsy sorts it into cards that quote your words.
- November sprinters. Scribsy was built for a 50,000-word November. Write fast now and let Scribsy keep track. More on November.
What's a good NaNoWriMo alternative this November?
Scribsy opens as a free beta on November 1, 2026, built for writing a novel in November. Plan in Brainstorm, draft your chapters, and Scribsy remembers your story and keeps your story bible up to date as the words pile up. Since NaNoWriMo closed, writers have kept the month going in their own ways, including the community-led NaNo 2.0 and ProWritingAid's Novel November challenge. Scribsy works alongside any of them: join the event you like, and write your book in Scribsy.
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