Eight feet of snow with drifts up to 40 feet high were enough to push them into the decision to trade in their snow boots for flip flops. I'm not sure if it took three years to plan the trip or that long for the ice to melt, but I'm glad they did.

Almost forty years later, I still reside in beautiful Southwest Florida. Although, several hurricanes threatened us over the years and a tornado ripped through my childhood neighborhood, it is not enough to compare to what drove us from the North so many years ago.

I've come to the realization that maybe my fate lies in the hands of mother nature. Well, she hasn't gotten me yet. Until that day, I'll continue to golf (as long as there’s no lightning storms), play songs on my acoustic guitar (which sound not so remotely close to something recognizable), and of course write.

Someone once said (this is so cliche) "Follow your dreams." Instead of taking that advice, I've decided to share my dreams with you. As much as I'd like to take full credit for the creation of my stories, it's only fair I share some of it with my subconscious mind as it played a big role in most of them. So, I hope you enjoy my dreams as much as I enjoyed sleeping and doing nothing more than remembering them the next day.

And now you know everything about me.

My adopted family love and treat me as their own, but they know I don’t belong, They still love me just the same.

My life is driven by a hunger to hunt the ones who left me behind as they partake on sick, dark adventures of their own. Damn you real family…Damn you to hell!

That was kind of deep, right? Now for the real me: I’m Blane Morgage. I reside on the beautiful Southwest Florida Gulf coast. I was brought into this world in the coldest country in the universe, Buffalo, NY (Yes, I realize it’s not a country…duh, it’s a continent.) and lived there throughout my childhood.

My true parents moved us south decades ago and we never left. Evidently, hurricanes are more tolerable than ten-foot snowbanks and minus frost bite temperatures.

Besides writing, I enjoy playing guitar, creation of anything and everything, and plotting my revenge on my elusive imaginary parents and all those who have ever crossed me. (Sorry, not sure where that last part came from).

Hope you enjoy my story, as disturbing as it may be. Be warned before you enter my world. Just kidding. I’m normal…Really, I am... Kinda.