Novel is progressing

I was able to finish writing chapter twenty-four but twenty-five has proven illusive. After a few days stagnant, the first hundred words have been written. I know what needs to be written in this chapter but putting those words in an interesting story evades me.

Most of my ideas materialize as I lay in bed and wait for sleep to overcome my eyes. I'm confident that the words I need will illuminate themselves, I just need to figure out the scene's setting.