Your files, in your folder
Chapters are Markdown. Records are Markdown with a readable header. The reading order is YAML. Nothing about your book exists only inside a database, and you do not need QuillArk to read your own writing.
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That is the whole idea. Everything else in QuillArk follows from it.
Chapters are Markdown. Records are Markdown with a readable header. The reading order is YAML. Nothing about your book exists only inside a database, and you do not need QuillArk to read your own writing.
No account, no telemetry, no analytics, no uploads. The only network connection QuillArk can make is to a local AI engine on your own computer, and the address is checked before any request is made.
There is no delete command and no Empty Trash. Removing something moves it, with a record of where it came from. Deleting for good is a decision you make in Explorer, where you can see what you are removing.
No paid tier, no trial, no feature held back for a version that costs money, and no upsell inside the application. A thank-you is possible and entirely optional.
A novel takes years. The software you write it in should not be able to take it away — not by shutting down, not by changing its pricing, not by deciding your file format is no longer supported, and not by requiring an account you might one day be locked out of.
So QuillArk keeps everything in formats that will outlive it, in a folder you chose, on a machine you own. If QuillArk disappeared tomorrow, your manuscript, your characters, your research and your revision history would all still be there, readable in any text editor.
The rest is craft: an editor that stays comfortable for eight hours, a worldbuilding system that holds a series together, page layout that matches what comes out of the printer, and safety rules that assume a power cut will happen mid-save, because eventually it will.