Out of practice

I have tried to write may times believe it or not. So many of them ended up in the junk pile just because I seem to have lost what little skill I had managed to acquire. But it is time to come back. Not just because so much has happened. I will never be able to catch you all up on everything. Mostly because I need to get back into writing again. I have a BIG writing project coming up and I need to start working on it. My issue is that I cannot seem to make myself write like I used to. I am not saying that I had become some great writer. However, I had somewhat learned how to edit myself down to at least one topic and stick with it. Which is why so many of these first come back attempts were never published. My biggest fear, out of all of the projects that I am working on, is a project called “Twisted Tales”.
This is a play that was written by the Artistic Director of the theatre I work at. It is a show that the Junior Board selected and anyone under the age of 20 can participate. I have put a lower age cap on it saying that no one younger that the age of 10 may audition due to the subject matter.  As of right now, the script is old short stories that are contain twist and eerie plots broken down into monologues and read to the audience in somewhat of a readers theatre type style. Please hear me say, this is a concept that I have seen done successfully many times. However, it was mostly done by older more mature actors and even then, after a while, an audience starts to look for some sort of action.
In an attempt to make things a little more action driven for the young actors, I have decided to under take the task of writing these short stories giving them dialogues between characters instead of hearing the story from one persons point of view. For some of these stories this is easy. The Artistic Director did give me free reign and tell me that I am allowed to add and take away what ever I liked as long as it stayed within free domain.
My concern is that I will not be able to write the way I used to. Even now, I feel unfocused and at a loss for words. I am not sure what stopped me, but I started this post last night and have not finished it until just now. I wonder if any great works where written under pressure? I feel the ticking time clock and it only drives me further away, not any closer. I only want to turn and run and I know that is not what I should do. I know that is not the acceptable answer. Here I am, stuck. Writing what I know I have to write to create something worth watching, worth being in, worth working on, worth believing in.
This is not going to be simple.


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