As for finishing my book… I fear that New Zealand would distract me entirely too much. Best leave me here in Westeros for the nonce. But I tell you this — if I don’t have THE WINDS OF WINTER in hand when I arrive in New Zealand for worldcon, you have here my formal written permission to imprison me in a small cabin on White Island, overlooking that lake of sulfuric acid, until I’m done. Just so long as the acrid fumes do not screw up my old DOS word processor, I’ll be fine.
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Beliko palaukti apie metus ne daugiau. Beveik pats užsimaniau nuvyktį į tą worldcon'ą ir pažiūrėti pristatymo, arba alternatyviai - Martino įkalinimo