I wish this post was announcing my completion of the book I wrote about here. But alas, it isn't. It's only an update on the situation.
Last Sunday, my wife again insisted that I take a break from it and read something I'll enjoy and come back to K. She knew I wouldn't just give it up completely. Then she said, why don't I start something else and read 10 pages of K each week and then I would finish it around when my summer started (I have a 9 month contract each year...!). The thought intrigued me, she pressed, and then I finally agreed, diving into a short novel I've had my eye on. Short, especially since I feel the need to catch back up to my normal book reading pace after months of Kierkegaardian oppression. At least I've been listening to audiobooks and getting a reasonable amount of my own writing done in that time or else I would feel like a complete slacker. Now, I just feel largely slackery.
Almost a week into this new plan, I'm already almost a third done with this book, short though it is. And it's so marvelous - reading both fiction and something I'm enjoying.
Kierkegaard, I think you're a great and important philosopher, but I don't anticipate reading another one of your works for a long time.