Here's a thing.
When I was younger, in my early twenties doing real jobs, a lot of my ideas for sketches and characters and storylines etc came from observing the people and events around me. Just an unintentionally funny remark or even a look from a work colleague could make me giggle and thus spark off an idea for a new character or a funny song or whatever, and I couldn't wait to get home and get it written.
And then writing jokes and funny stuff slowly began to become my worklife until I didn't really have time to do 'normal' jobs anymore. Which is the idea, right? But the thing is, I now spend 90% of my waking time sat alone in this office, staring slack-jawed either at my computer screen or out the window. The other 10% is taken up making coffee, watching a bit of telly, making more coffee, taking the dog for a shit, more coffee, and - shock horror - socialising with other humans. Actually about 1% of my time is spent socialising with other humans, if you don't count my wife and kids. Who aren't really human.
You see, I'm literally a hermit. And as the years go on, I find myself growing more and more concerned that because of this serious lack of social stimulation, the funny ideas are going to dry up. I mean, how long can memories keep the inspiration going?
Anyway, I suppose my questions are, what're your thoughts on the subject of a writer's isolation and how it affects creativity? How can it be resolved? Or is it simply a writer's job to look inside him/herself in the absence of external inspiration, and come up with the goods regardless? Am I a big fat smelly Billy No Mates?
I suspect the fact that I'm posting this question to strangers on an internet forum speaks volumes.