Working with high school kids is the single most fulfilling thing I do—but by the end of the school year, I've gotten to the point where I feel like I've got nothing left to say. (I can't even begin to express my respect for teachers who do this all day, every day. My three hours a week is noooothing.)
I can see it in the way I've been working with Scriptease/Fakers, too. Instead of being understanding and nurturing and creating rehearsals and workshops that help them discover the way into the work, I'm trying to boss them out of their issues. Which is about as effective as trying to talk your way into a scene.
How many mediocre scenes have you been in/watched that are driven almost entirely by narrative? You're saying interesting things, maybe even playing an interesting premise, but the scene is purely verbal—there's no environment, no emotional connection, no in-the-moment reaction to your partner's lines. You try to talk your way to the funny—convince the audience that what you're doing is hilarious—which hardly ever works.
That's a little how I've felt directing lately—I try to explain what the problem is and can't understand why the performers can't fix it. Idiots! I am so articulate in my assessment of the scene! So clear in my critique! So emphatically disappointed and derisive! WTF, people?
Yep. It's time for a break and some battery-recharging.