Duplicitous

Line from the story I’m working on:

“He raised his arm. There was a hatchet in his hand. Something told me this was a guy who would lie about what had happened to the cherry tree.”

Pulp Diction

Over on Twitter, I said I was going to do a rewrite of Pulp Fiction, write in Professor Henry Higgins, and call it Pulp Diction.

But I probably won’t. Probably.