An AI military fiction writer that gets the ranks, the kit and the ground right
Military readers notice everything: a rank one grade out, a weapon that could not reach that far, a patrol that crosses the map faster than men on foot ever could. INKFLOW writes military fiction with that reader in mind, from the first contact report to the last debrief.
Modern land warfare, naval and submarine fiction, special forces operations and the wars of the last century. Put the kind of war in the genre field and the writer works from guidance written for military fiction before it writes a word.
The text is AI-generated. Read it, correct what you know better, and treat it as your draft.
Planning a military novel with AI
- 1Set the war and the unitWhich force, which era, which theatre, and who the reader follows: a section commander, a submarine's sonar team, a staff officer, a squadron. The more you say about rank and role, the closer the book sits to it.
- 2Choose how hard it hitsThriller: fast & punchy suits operations and action, Camera-eye keeps to what one soldier sees and hears, and Rich & literary suits a war novel told across years. Each voice has a sample to read first.
- 3Read three chapters freeThe opening chapters are written free, with no card, so you can judge the detail before you go any further.
- 4Carry on to the endContinue in the app, or order the whole novel. A standard novel runs to about 102,400 words in 32 chapters.
The military craft the writer works from
From Deep Strike: Book I, a submarine novel written with INKFLOW
These lines are from chapter one of Deep Strike: Book I by De Silver, written with the Inkflow Writing Engine 3.1 and revised by its author. They are quoted exactly as published.
"Geordie, you staring at that ring again?"
Murphy appeared at his bunk space, leaning against the frame hard enough that the steel gave its small complaint. "Propose already. Davies started a sweepstake on when you'll do it. Shawsy's got twenty quid on the first day of shore leave. Taff bet fifty that you'll bottle it entirely."
"I'm not going to bottle it."
"Stop polishing the thing like it's a torpedo casing and commit." Murphy dropped onto the opposite bunk with the boneless grace of someone who'd spent years folding his six-foot frame into spaces designed for men a foot shorter, the mattress squeaking on its frame. "Do not overthink this."
The first three chapters can be read in full: the link sits beside the button at the top of this page.