Just the other night, I was reading along happily, lost in the magic place that exists between the words on the page and the visions in my head, when a jarring word knocked me back to the real world. The word was crapulous.
Crapulous is a word that just shouldn’t be used. Whatever its true meaning, it sounds like crap and so crap is what I think of when I see it. No more would I want a word like shitterary or poopital or fecessive.
So I beg you, all of you authors out there in the world, let crapulous die!