tensity

There had been a week—a week of curious tensity.

That same week, Fitzgerald wrote his editor, Maxwell Perkins, that “Ernest came like a whirlwind. … I felt he was in a state of nervous tensity, that there was something almost religious about it.”

Now that she was close to him the whiskey made him whirl faster and the tensity of his body mounted.

The muscles were strained to their utmost tensity.

Her face had not regained its color, but the haunted look was gone from her eyes, the tensity from about her lips.