After arriving back in New Zealand, I found that a lot had changed since I had left. The story we had previously chosen to start had been scrapped and all the work leading up to that point was now reasonably pointless. Instead we had a new story, very different and rather dark and twisted. Though the concept had changed in terms of actual progress not much had been done in the 3 weeks I was away in terms of moving forward from where we were when I left, in fact we were basically in the same place, only with a different story. I didnt mind this too much, but no one was really able to completely explain this new concept to me at all, maybe due to some miscommunication amongst the group. I guess from this point I started to become a little more pushy to try and get people to break apart the story for me not only so that I could understand what it was that we were doing and in turn needed to be done, but also so the group was more clear in what we we were doing.
The overall morale of the group seemed pretty low when I arrived back and basically none of them were really all that motivated to get anything done. (This isn't a stab at the group, just an observation). This really made moving on from the point we were at very difficult because I dont think any roles had been assigned in concrete and I question if anyone really knew what it was they were needed to do. It felt really disorganised and a quite unpleasant atmosphere for the group.
It was at this point I felt like I needed to put back on my leadership hat and try and fix some of the immediate problems I saw around me, firstly by establishing what exactly our story was about, and how we planned on telling it.
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