How Fanfiction Changed My Life
It was a year after finishing highschool. I had dropped out of university for thye second year in a row. I didn't know what to do wiyh my life, I didn't know who I was. I was lonely. I only ever saw my boyfriend and my boyfriend's friends, but I had stopped seeing mine. It was a difficult time for me. One day, or night, I don't remember, while searching for something to do on the internet, I started looking for Harry Potter sites ( huge fan, by the way), and after boring myself to death looking into every link possible, I found a link which said fanfic. I wondered what the hell that meant, and curious, and with nothing better to do, I clicked, and that was it. Such an insignificant gesture! Once I started reading, I just couldn't stop. I mean, how could I? There were my favourite characters ever, doing things I wished to do, living lifes, falling in love, fighting evil, battling depression, everything. I spent my whole year getting up at three in the afternoon and staying up till five am in my brothers bedroom, reading and smoking, reading and smoking. I could escape from life through them, I could learn from them, they allowed me not to think and also led me to reflect. My parents were sooo worried, I was an addict, I wa living in a fantasy world, doing nothing with my life. But they were so important to me, they made me company, they taught me things. After a while, I got tired of that site, and investigating I found fanfiction.net. It was there that it occurred to me... why don't I try readig in english and see if I can follow it? ( I'm from Argentina, and though I had been studying english all my life I wasn't that fluent and hadn't read anything in english yet). And I did, and I discovered that I could, and though it was slow at the beggining, then it came more and more naturally. And suddenly I was looking for words in dictionary with curiosity for the first time in my life... words like stare, and sneer, and smirk, I saw them a lot and I could grasp what they meant, but I wasnted to know what exactly they meant... And I wanted to translate them, and share them (though I never got around to doing it).
And Voila, I suddenly knew what I wanted to do with my life, I had found the perfect career... I wanted to be a literary translator! It was perfect, it was the perfect mix between literature (that's what I had recently dropped out of) and english (which I had always liked but never considered as more than something I studied just in case)...
And here I am, two three years later, just about to enter the third year in the translator course, happy and with a purpose!
(there was a year in the middle in which fanfiction played a huge part too, in a much sadder story, but that's a story for another time...)