Vori\u00f0 2005 f\u00e9kk \u00e9g a\u00f0 sko\u00f0a Gu\u00f0brandsbifl\u00edu. \u00deessa stundina pu\u00f0a \u00e9g hinsvegar vi\u00f0 a\u00f0 lesa \u00f3\u00fatgefi\u00f0 handrit eftir \u00de\u00f3rberg. \u00c9g \u00e1 b\u00e1gt me\u00f0 a\u00f0 gera upp vi\u00f0 mig hvort var erfi\u00f0ara aflestrar.<\/p>\n
Eitt sinn var \u00de\u00f3rbergur spur\u00f0ur hvers vegna hann fengi s\u00e9r ekki ritv\u00e9l \u00ed sta\u00f0 \u00feess a\u00f0 handskrifa allar b\u00e6kur s\u00ednar. \u00dea\u00f0 g\u00e6ti spara\u00f0 honum mikinn t\u00edma. Hann svara\u00f0i \u00e1 \u00fe\u00e1 lei\u00f0 a\u00f0 hann v\u00e6ri n\u00fa ekki flj\u00f3tari a\u00f0 hugsa en \u00feetta og \u00fear vi\u00f0 st\u00f3\u00f0.<\/p>\n
En mikill munur hef\u00f0i \u00fea\u00f0 n\u00fa veri\u00f0 fyrir mig ef karluglan hef\u00f0i fengi\u00f0 s\u00e9r ritv\u00e9l.<\/p>\n
\u00deetta t\u00f3kst m\u00e9r \u00fe\u00f3 a\u00f0 skrifa upp \u00e1 t\u00e6pum klukkut\u00edma, me\u00f0 \u00f6llum nau\u00f0synlegum fyrirv\u00f6rum:<\/p>\n
En m\u00e9r haf\u00f0i ekkert \u00e1unnist. \u00c9g kom heim me\u00f0 drulluga sk\u00f3na utan og innan, rennblautur \u00ed f\u00e6tur, kaldur og \u00f6rv\u00e6ntandi. \u00fea\u00f0 var ekki \u00fatlit fyrir a\u00f0 \u00e9g g\u00e6ti ort miki\u00f0 \u00ed kv\u00f6ld. \u00c9g gat aldrei hugsa\u00f0, \u00feegar illa l\u00e1 \u00e1 m\u00e9r. \u00c9g lag\u00f0ist ni\u00f0ur \u00e1 h\u00e6r\u00f0an beddann og breiddi yfir mig s\u00e6ngurgarminn, sem var farinn a\u00f0 vera nokku\u00f0 \u00f3hreinn og lasbur\u00f0a upp \u00e1 s\u00ed\u00f0kasti\u00f0. Veri\u00f0 haf\u00f0i ekki veri\u00f0 \u00fevegi\u00f0 s\u00ed\u00f0an fyrir j\u00f3lin. En \u00fea\u00f0 lag\u00f0i \u00fe\u00f3 yl um l\u00edkama minn undir \u00feessum g\u00f6rmum, sem setti bl\u00f3\u00f0i\u00f0 \u00ed m\u00ednum \u00fereytta l\u00edkama \u00e1 \u00f6rari hreyfingu. \u00c9g l\u00e1 \u00e1 baki\u00f0 me\u00f0 bl\u00fdant og papp\u00edrsbla\u00f0 ofar \u00e1 s\u00e6nginni og raula\u00f0i fyrir munni m\u00e9r hinar og \u00feessar [] En \u00feetta gekk illa. M\u00e9r datt ekkert \u00ed hug. \u00dea\u00f0 var meira a\u00f0 segja eins [og] hrynjandi Einars Benediktssonar v\u00e6ri farin a\u00f0 vera m\u00e9r framandi. \u00c9g \u00f6rv\u00e6nti. En \u00fe\u00e1 var eins [og] st\u00edfla v\u00e6ri [tekin?] fr\u00e1 hversdagsvitund minni og allt s\u00e1larl\u00edfi\u00f0 k\u00e6mi fossandi ne\u00f0an \u00far dj\u00fapunum upp \u00ed daglegu s\u00e1lina og hendingarnar komu hlaupandi ni\u00f0ur \u00e1 papp\u00edrinn, [einfaldar?], innbl\u00e1snar, n\u00e6stum heimskulega [\u00f3bo\u00f0nar?] og eftir l\u00edtinn t\u00edma haf\u00f0i \u00e9g ort tv\u00edtuga dr\u00e1pu undir fornyr\u00f0islagi. Svona \u00e1 \u00fe\u00e1 a\u00f0 yrkja, hugsa\u00f0i \u00e9g. [\u00dea\u00f0 var n\u00f3gu einfalt?]. A\u00f0 v\u00edkja skynseminni eins og [til hli\u00f0ar?] og l\u00e1ta innbl\u00e1sturinn n\u00e1 valdi yfir s\u00e9r, \u00feetta var \u00fe\u00e1 allur [galdurinn?]. Og eftir \u00feetta regn\u00ferungna apr\u00edlkv\u00f6ld undir sk\u00edtugri s\u00e6ng og drullublautum sokkum og sk\u00f3na fram \u00e1 g\u00f3lfinu orti \u00e9g aldrei eina hendingu \u00ed anda Einars Benediktssonar. \u00c9g haf\u00f0i veri\u00f0 byrja\u00f0ur a\u00f0 skrifa langa ritger\u00f0 um kv\u00e6\u00f0i hans [.. mikla], en h\u00e6tti vi\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 me\u00f0 fyrirlitningu [\u00feess \u00ed …]; […] Nei, svona [?] speki gat \u00e9g ekki lengur eytt t\u00edma m\u00ednum yfir.<\/p>\n
\tEn \u00feessi endurf\u00e6\u00f0ing leysti ekki \u00f6ll vandam\u00e1l m\u00edn vi\u00f0 sk\u00e1ldskapar\u00ed\u00fer\u00f3ttina. \u00dea\u00f0 sem [?] \u00fe\u00e1 kvaddi mig og [lengi haf\u00f0i valdi\u00f0?] mikillar \u00f3gle\u00f0i, var hi\u00f0 v\u00e6mna [l\u00edfs-?] og \u00e1star-vol [annara] sk\u00e1lda. Og skortur \u00feeirra \u00e1 frumleika \u00ed framsetningu og hugsun var m\u00e9r einnig vi\u00f0bj\u00f3\u00f0ur. Svona v\u00e6l gat \u00e9g ekki fengi\u00f0 mig til a\u00f0 l\u00e1ta sj\u00e1st eftir mig \u00e1 papp\u00edr. Og \u00e9g var of frumlega \u00feenkjandi a\u00f0 e\u00f0lisfari til \u00feess a\u00f0 geta ort svona flatt og hversdagslega.<\/p>\n
\t\u00deessi vi\u00f0bj\u00f3\u00f0ur, sem var engu l\u00edkari en morgunkl\u00edgja \u00f3l\u00e9ttri konu, leiddi mig inn \u00ed n\u00fdja sk\u00e1ldskapar\u00ed\u00fer\u00f3tt, sem \u00e9g \u00e1tti ekkert nafn yfir, en fann s\u00ed\u00f0ar a\u00f0 l\u00edktist mj\u00f6g fut\u00farismanum, sem \u00e9g haf\u00f0i \u00fe\u00e1 enga hugmynd um. Og n\u00fa f\u00f3r \u00e9g a\u00f0 yrkja \u00ed allt \u00f6\u00f0rum t\u00f3n en \u00e9g haf\u00f0i \u00e1\u00f0ur ort \u00ed. En \u00fea\u00f0 sem m\u00e9r gekk verst me\u00f0, \u00fea\u00f0 var a\u00f0 finna n\u00f3gu [klunnalegt?] og [gasalegt?] or\u00f0brag\u00f0 til \u00feess a\u00f0 hitta hina sentiment\u00f6lu sk\u00e1ldakynsl\u00f3\u00f0 \u00ed hausinn, ganga fram af gu\u00f0i og m\u00f6nnum. Gegn \u00feeirra v\u00e6mnu b\u00f3ka[r?]titlum kalla\u00f0i \u00e9g fyrsta kv\u00e6\u00f0asafn mitt, sem \u00fat kom \u00e1 prenti, H\u00e1lfa sk\u00f3s\u00f3la og \u00fea\u00f0 n\u00e6sta Spaks manns spjarir. Og \u00fe\u00e1 eitt upprennandi sk\u00e1ld \u00feeirra t\u00edma olli m\u00e9r margra \u00e1ra \u00f3l\u00e9ttukl\u00edgju me\u00f0 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 kalla fyrstu lj\u00f3\u00f0ab\u00f3k s\u00edna Svartar fja\u00f0rir, \u00fe\u00e1 svara\u00f0i \u00e9g \u00feessu banatilr\u00e6\u00f0i me\u00f0 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 kalla \u00feri\u00f0ja og s\u00ed\u00f0asta lj\u00f3\u00f0akver mitt Hv\u00edta hrafna. [\u00c1stareyjan … ?? … o.s.frv.] \u00deetta var uppreisn gegn v\u00e6mni og frumleikaskorti samt\u00edmans. Og fyrir \u00feetta var \u00e9g talinn l\u00edti\u00f0 sk\u00e1ld. En sannleikurinn var gagnst\u00e6\u00f0ur. \u00c9g var of miki\u00f0 sk\u00e1ld til \u00feess a\u00f0 geta \u00fathelt m\u00e9r framan \u00ed fj\u00f6ldann.<\/p>\n
– \u00de\u00f3rbergur \u00de\u00f3r\u00f0arson, St\u00f3ra handriti\u00f0 bls. 150-153.<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Vori\u00f0 2005 f\u00e9kk \u00e9g a\u00f0 sko\u00f0a Gu\u00f0brandsbifl\u00edu. \u00deessa stundina pu\u00f0a \u00e9g hinsvegar vi\u00f0 a\u00f0 lesa \u00f3\u00fatgefi\u00f0 handrit eftir \u00de\u00f3rberg. \u00c9g \u00e1 b\u00e1gt me\u00f0 a\u00f0 gera upp vi\u00f0 mig hvort var erfi\u00f0ara aflestrar. Eitt sinn var \u00de\u00f3rbergur spur\u00f0ur hvers vegna hann fengi s\u00e9r ekki ritv\u00e9l \u00ed sta\u00f0 \u00feess a\u00f0 handskrifa allar b\u00e6kur s\u00ednar. \u00dea\u00f0 g\u00e6ti spara\u00f0 … Halda \u00e1fram a\u00f0 lesa: A\u00f0 lesa handrit<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[31],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3055","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-orbergur"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3055","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3055"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3055\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13672,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3055\/revisions\/13672"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3055"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3055"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/truflun.net\/arngrimurv\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3055"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}