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Translating Your Self-Published Book

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Translating your self-published book or story can open it up to global markets. Here are some of the best translation services available to writers. Some have no up-front costs to authors, but operate on a royalty-sharing model. (I've used Babelcube, and was quite happy with them.) I've also listed freelance translator sites and standard translation services. Bonne chance!

Publishing ... and Other Forms of Insanity: Translating Your Self-Published Book
 
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