The discontented duke and the monster storm

For yesterday. On February 7th, 1478, George of Clarence was sentenced to death, although it would take Edward another ten days before he could bring himself to have the sentence carried out. I have always believed that George had become mentally ill by the time he died; it is hard to explain his behavior otherwise. I need to get inside the heads of my characters in order to write about them, yes, even Henry Tudor. But visiting Brother George’s brain was like being trapped in a funhouse, filled with those spooky mirrors that distort reality.
For February 8th, see my friend Koby’s post on my blog. (I’m not being lazy, just horribly pressed for time.)
I thought my corner of the country was going to miss the Monster Nor’easter bearing down on the East Coast, but now it seems that in addition to high winds and heavy rains, we are also getting snow. Not as bad as what New England is facing, though; Boston may be hit with a blizzard of the century. What is very worrisome, too, is that so many people are still living in houses badly damaged by Hurricane Sandy, so they are very vulnerable to a storm of this magnitude. I hope everyone in its path stays safe.