About The Author
Roman Bessnow was born in Odessa, a city where children learn sarcasm before multiplication and where irony is considered a basic mineral. He eventually emigrated to America, where he made the catastrophic mistake of becoming a software engineer — a profession in which a person spends decades teaching machines to behave logically, only to discover that people remain completely unpatched.
For many years, Roman wrote code, designed systems, argued with databases, survived meetings, and pretended that “requirements” were a real thing. Somewhere along the way, he became interested in Jung, philosophy, music, consciousness, human contradiction, and all other subjects that guarantee a peaceful and financially irresponsible life.
Because English is not his first language, Roman writes in it with the confidence of a man entering a cathedral through the ventilation system. Because he has dysgraphia, he also maintains an intimate and occasionally violent relationship with commas, spelling, and sentence structure. Nevertheless, he continues to write novels in English, either as an act of courage, madness, revenge, or poor planning. The final diagnosis remains under review.
His work combines philosophy, satire, music, psychology, metaphysical panic, and the strange belief that human beings are more interesting when they stop explaining themselves correctly. He is especially suspicious of certainty, including his own, although his own certainty is usually better dressed.
Roman’s first book, Yesterday Starts Tomorrow Morning, is a literary symphony about consciousness, time, mutation, love, stupidity, God, music, and other minor household problems. It was written by a software engineer who spent too many years debugging machines and finally decided to debug reality itself.
He lives somewhere between engineering and Jungian analysis, between Odessa and America, between comedy and apocalypse, and between the sincere desire to become normal and the terrible suspicion that it may already be too late.