So I finally got some inspiration back last night. I just started typing nonsense and it started to come together into something that made sense. Once I reopened the doors I couldn't stop. I wrote a good part of another chapter last night before shutting down and heading to bed. And that's where the trouble started.
I couldn't sleep last night! All of these ideas for scenes were swimming through my head. I couldn't shut it off. Sadly, I didn't have a notebook near me (and I was too tired to get up and find one) so I didn't get to write it all down. I'm hoping that I can remember enough of it to trigger what I'm sure I'll be missing. One of the first things I did this morning is put a notebook and a pencil on my bedside table. I'm not going to let this happen again.