After I described my meeting with Ulga, Valdi said,
Laxness Flees to France
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Monthly Archives: March 2014
The Valkyrie disses Laxness
Hulga turned up at my door looking like a Valkyrie. Five foot six maybe, brunette hair going gray, eyes like flashing lights and a tightness of the skin under her nose that presaged unpleasant things to come. If Valdi was now close to 90, his daughter would be around fifty four.
If I remembered correctly, he said Mary had their daughter a year after they got married. There wasn
Laxness nearly remembered
Chapter 4
Valdi had sung with the area choir as long as his knees held out but when it became too painful to stand, he left the choir to join the audience. The choir master would have arranged a chair for him so that he only had to stand when he was singing but Valdi said no, there
Laxness: hypothermia in the Interlake
Chapter 3
After Valdi told me about the desperate night on the road after Laxness
New Year’s Eve, Kiev
New Year
Uzgorod, Ukraine
The hills were gently rolling. There were patches of snow in the woods. In the open, the snow had melted and the grass was the yellow of old ivory. Just after it started to become light we crossed a stream and the sound of the train changed, becoming momentarily deeper. While we
The Black House (Lviv)
Laxness in the Interlake (chapter 2)
My conversations with Valdimar Vigfusson from Vidir took place over a long period of time. I was often away, he was often not feeling well, sometimes he was just feeling stubborn and unappreciated. I couldn
The Oranges of Peristroika
Moscow station. Moscow station, I kept thinking It wasn
Snowing in Moscow
