The Ending Before the Beginning

I have successfully avoided this for the last eight years. Some stories beg to be told but for my own the storyteller rebelled. As a writer and editor I could identify "story": I knew it when I lived it, but I didn't want to tell it. I walked away from wordsmithery. As we scrapped up the dot com carnage in 2000 my world faded in a white-glow blur of blindness.

I can still see a little. 90% of all blind people can see something, just not enough to get by without a lot of workarounds. My vision deteriorated over my late 30s. At 40 I was white-cane-swingin' blind.

I picked up a paint brush. My life changed.