Do you ever have a voice start shouting in your head about how someone or something can’t die on them?
I have characters for stories doing that at the most inopportune times lately. If they’re not yelling like that then they’re sobbing or laughing or crying about something else.
Listen, people, I just want to sleep here! It’s late and I have things I have to do in the morning!
Inspiration waits for no one!
(These were my thoughts one night as I lay awake in bed.)