I can tell that it’s almost time for me to turn from research to writing. I’m dreaming about the book. I dream about its organization. I dream about the acknowledgements. I dream about what primary documents are left to track down and to read. I dream about how I’m going to tackle the writing process. I dream about the introduction. I dream about the blurbs.

They aren’t panicky dreams. Not yet. I know those will come soon enough.

Last night, I dream about the outline – how the book will start. How the first few chapters will go. But I woke up before I could wind my way through it all. And that’s what I thought about this morning too went I went for my AM walk: where and how does the book end? (Right now, I think it ends, as it (almost) begins, with the IBM punchcard.)