At least for the month.
I'm pretty excited about it, actually. I intend to take my laptop to obscure coffee shops around the area, dressed in a tweed sport coat and silk head scarf, observing the locals and using them as fodder for my clever plot twists. I'm looking forward to spending the month of November blowing off chores in favor of hunching over the keyboard. I'll screen my calls so as not to disturb my muse. When friends ask what I've been up to, I'll casually respond, "oh, not much, I've been really busy writing my novel."