I feel like every time I start up, it's like a truck you have to get into 15th gear, so you very solely crank into that mental space where you feel really immersed in the world of the book and then you can just kind of go. But there's just that few days of frustration to get to that point.
Composers dialogue - and obsessively, bitterly argue - with other composers, often over the span of several centuries.
I despise people who go to the gutter on either the right or the left and hurl rocks at those in the center.