By Nick,

The blank page
The blank page

Following on from this moment last month, I have now sat down to write. The blank page sits before me empty, waiting for some kind of wisdom or insight that I have gained over the last three years of experiments, conferences, and plenty of time analysing data. The calendar sits there quietly, six months to go. An eternity, and nothing at the same time. I stand at the metaphorical tunnel entrance, the light at the other end a mere rumour. How do you even start a thesis?

Every journey begins with a single step, every thesis begins with a single word.

Lets get to work.

Also: no-one told me about the snake part: