Writer's block is a tricky thing. It often refuses to budge until somepony stops thinking of ways to go through it and takes a moment to look around.

For some, this merely means enjoying a conversation with a friend, perhaps over a simple meal.

For others, such as a poofy-maned stallion dwelling in Canterlot, it means taking a stroll with a notepad, enjoying the sights the world has to give and waiting for inspiration to run into them.