About me
For most of my adult life, I dreamed of becoming a writer. You know, canvas pants, the Caribbean coast, and book signings in a Cuban bar. Or an autumn Montmartre, me with a laptop in a cozy café, writing my next novel.
Or maybe I’m heading off on an expedition to an Arctic station, gathering material for a new story.
In other words, a writer’s career always seemed to me like a whirlwind of adventures, with me firing off books at my fans like a machine gun. Pretty cool, right?
But instead, I somehow became an IT guy. Running around with a laptop, selling banners, managing portals, launching startups. And then, when I turned forty, I decided — enough! I minimized the browser windows, disconnected from the internet, opened Word, and officially became a writer.
Yes, it was that simple.
It turns out that sometimes you just need to start doing something to make your dream come true — and it happens. Welcome to the world of stories by Max Khomutin!
Fresh
It was a hundred degrees Fahrenheit outside, ensuring the lobby of the “Sunset View Inn” motel was packed to the…
Steven was a model worker. He had been a salesman-consultant for an internet store for two years now, and while…
It was love at first sight. One random encounter at a mall, an innocent brush of skin, a shiver like…
News
This Monday, I had the incredible fortune to attend a meeting with Frédéric Beigbeder at YBK. I still can’t quite…
Video and audio
I wrote the screenplay for “The Ukrainian Job” (though it got partially rewritten during the Ukrainian translation process), but still—this…
