I know you have had a lot of prescriptions lately, but here's a script for you - sonnet 29 in which Shakespeare admits to being despondent about his writing and even desiring another man's art and scope. I figure if the Bard can feel that it let s the rest of us off the hook. Read over the stuff you've written and tell me if it's not better than the 'best sellers' on Amazon. Get to work, Girl - you're depressed and the best antidote for a writer is writing. (Glad you're feeling better though)