Don't tell anyone #73255

Don't tell anyone. A novel by Jöhönna Kristjónsdóttir.
In issue 44, volume 12, 1963, of the magazine Frjáls þjóð, a book by Jóhanna Kristjónsdóttir is mentioned.

"The main character in this
Reykjavikursago is 16 years old.
a girl in the 3rd grade of the High School, and she tells the story in
first person. The main point is her business
with a boy in 6th grade, Arnljót,
and her fight against it
that her father remarried;
but the girl's mother is dead
a year and a half ago. The story is all true, but actually
the next quick-cooking in chapters — for example, chapter twelfth, which
I usually don't see what the point is. The story is quite
exciting from the start, so that the reader gets interested in
The people. There is this shameless story:
"In the national exam last year
I had a classmate.
mine. He is friendly
a boy, but very childish in his way of thinking. But I
knew he was very
impressed with me and I wanted
don't hurt him by
tell him off. Then it fell
He's taking the national exam and we haven't seen each other since.

But on the other hand, I'm glad to have been with him,
Then I learned to kiss And I
I know that Arnljotur has been with many girls,
because he kisses terribly
well".

But despite this experience
the boy, he fails to
lay the girl down first — and
the only time he has
choice of it in history. Although that
an act is truly considered
rather insignificant, then the business of these high school students is not meaningful after this.
Young people are usually
the story told through the eyes
a journalist, but not a poet;
a journalist can of course
told many truths about
young people and made clever comments about it — but in
a book that calls itself a novel,
one must describe
truth on a higher plane. It
It is not the poet's job to
document, reference reality, but transform it,
publish it in a new guise and
higher light. That transformation does not happen in this story.
Some of the book's narrative
I think it's a lot of energy.
ambiguous from all points of view
tickets. There are certainly examples of this,
that a sixteen-year-old girl is averse to having a stepmother.
But Sigrún is not exactly
thus made from
the author's hand; I think
"just as likely that she would have
tried to provide for his father
a new woman, if he
himself would have lacked courage
or will. When the wedding day arrives,
The girl drives south to Nauthólsvík and gets into trouble there.
the sea to drown, then
Isn't that even true?
journalism, but only
a troublesome end to
those aspects of history that
at first barely supported
argument. The conclusion itself, the other
a very short final chapter, however, is composed by a young poet,
which due to age could have
all development ahead.

On the cover page of the book
The following comments are printed from the undersigned's judgment on
Hanna Kristjónsdóttir's previous work: "The story is written by
fun and storytelling. The other
a young poetess is gifted with undoubted writing talent; and she should begin
"to start again as soon as she has time."
After reading this new
I would like to have a story with a chapter like this: "The story
is written with vivacity and storytelling joy. The young author is endowed with an undoubted writing talent,
"but the poetic talent itself is a bit hidden, hidden" — quotes
closes. However, I do not deny that Hanna Kristjónsdóttir could do better, as she
It would be a waste of time for her to give up a third time if she was serious about it.

BB