I discover I’ve a problem. It is this: I’m suspicious of enjoyment. I retain some sort of an idea that learning ought to consist, principally, of ‘hard yards’.
And so, as I’m getting to the point of actively enjoying books in Dutch, German, Japanese, and soon French and Spanish, I begin to suspect, deep down, that I’m skiving off. I feel that I’m wasting time that I ought to be using for getting another language up to speed.
That’s nonsense, however. Instead, that’s the stage at which accelerated learning begins to take off. There’s tons of stuff I’m still absorbing.