I’m currently reading the obstacle is the way, and I find it is great literature to get yourself out of a piteous slump. As a writer there are days when depression slopes into your skin, tiptoeing along your bones and turning them to sand. You want to, but sometimes you think to yourself man I can’t. The obstacle is often ourselves. We may not be content but we haven’t experienced enough pain to propel us forward, I’ve said this many a time. Use something to push you, to propel you forward. Maybe your work lacks excitement, or you simply hate the job, maybe it’s too systematic for you, or your dealing with something as complex as a broken heart. Or even better you can visualise your arch nemesis grinning as you fail, so maybe you just want to wipe the smirk off their face. So wipe it off, imagine the look on their faces when you do accomplish your goal, imagine how disheartened they’ll be, they did everything to sabotage you, and now here you are, tasks completed, goal accomplished, message announced, don’t come for this one. Just visualise it , I promise you it will feel real good.