Setaú úta (setauuta) wrote,
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So, one of the many "what i want to be when I grow up" ideas that have been kicking around for awhile has been literary translation. I did a pretty decent job of it in college, translating a short play from Spanish into English for my thesis. I enjoyed it, even though it came amidst the Major Nervous Breakdown of '02. it's also one of those jobs that would allow me to work from home and (ideally) get me out of the cubicle farm. I'm discovering more and more that I'm not really cut out to be an office drone. And, y'know, it'd be nice to be able to USE that degree I'm still paying for.

There are, of course, several problems with this plan. One of the big problems is that many places want their translators to have some sort of certification or degree, and, quite honestly, I would like to have some more actual training before asking for money for this sort of thing. That problem may be fairly easily solved, though - the University of Toronto offers a certificate in translation through distance learning. I've emailed them to get more information, and to find out if I'm eligible (what with that whole "not being a Canadian citizen" thing). There aren't any places that I can find in the States that offer degrees or certificates through distance learning, and I really don't think we'll be moving anytime soon.

The next problem, of course, would be finding people willing to pay me to translate. I would love to work on publishing translations of plays or translating RPG books or rules for board games for some of the publishers, but I know I'd be working as a freelancer (or creating my own business, which would be SO FREAKIN' COOL), which would mean finding clients and making things work that way. It would take a lot of work, and it would mean making some sacrifices for Eric and me.

That's another thing - how much am I willing to force Eric to sacrifice for some pipe-dream of mine? Part of me thinks that I should just suck it up and deal with what I have, because it's not fair to him. I'm 27, married, and at the point in my life where I should be getting settled. Trying something completely new like this is terrifying and could make things really rough for us until things get settled (or not), and it doesn't really seem fair to upset everything for both of us. It seems like I had my chance to go out and do something ridiculous, crazy, and selfish just to live out some kind of dream of mine, and now it's too late for that. The last thing I did just to try for something I wanted was move to Washington - partly to apply to the UW's MLIS program (and I was rejected), and partly for Eric (and obviously, that's been working out well :) ). It seems that, now that I've got more than just myself to care for, I need to work on taking care of us rather than my own selfish dreams.

I know that I've made this rant before, and I don't know what I'm expecting to come of this. I guess I just needed to dump this out. I do enjoy my life, I guess I just feel like I want to do something important.
Tags: future, rant, translation
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