Hello to my ten subscribers! (Plus anyone else who sees this)
Are you interested in esoteric literature, personal confessions and fledgling attempts at spiritualism? Well I have a finished draft for you, multiple actually! Hopefully they’re worthy of the title. Each is an entry in Geoffrey’s Mythosphere—just a fancy word for my body of work. As the title implies it’s all of me. Though I seek the objective reality beyond any one of us I refuse to subtract myself from the equation because I’m Wunkerful like that.
Included below is a small blurb about each book. Please leave a message or email me if you want to read any or all of them (for free) and I’ll send you a link. It’s untested, unknown—an enigma—but I’ll attempt to describe it. They’re written in small essay format and compiled together into thematic books. This all started in as a 900 page document titled The Shaded Heart but I nearly had a heart attack and realized I had to divvy it out and divide it up…that was like two years ago.
Half of the ten resulting books are now in an acceptable state but it would be great if I had some outside advice—I have no idea how to improve them. Maybe others will be able to push me forward and/or refer me to some damn good books. To be honest I kinda feel like I’m alone in this. I’ve never seen a published book that’s quite like them and I’ve failed to keep many friends (but I thank those who still are).
Such are the trials of the writer. We need space but we want help. We crave independence but we depend on readers. We’re ambitious but in the face of the odds we crumble. I must remember! We’re all experiencing reality—aren’t we? As long as I keep myself cool it must work…it must. The passages have been trimmed, the sentences have been tuned and the sheens have been shined until the prose sparkles on high, far up in mind.
I’ve taken time to transcribe my life and thought with a trademark touch. Time is precious. I’ve spend mine in thought—exploring the nature of reality at the ripe old age of twenty-eight. I look and act very young even as some call me a sage. That’s the wonder of Wunkerful; he transcends! Welcome to my path to befuddlement. I can’t promise anything. Does anyone understand what I’m talking about? Can a cup be shared? Lets find out.
But first, to shortly explain—I had to sort out all my emotional baggage and lack of beliefs. My parents didn’t instill any in me. So I set about trying to establish my own and discovered the path. It asks us to be our most—fully realized—in full and at length, performing feats to wow and stunts to awe. The result may not be transferable but I did it for me. It’s ours to live with. Here it is. (And don’t worry. I can go back to writing fiction in any event.)
The Raging Heart
Pages 136 // Words 39,600
The cure to depression is engagement with the existential facts of existence—Earthly distinctions and the dissolution that is love. As a result I’ve sorted through all the deepest wisdoms which inspired me and arranged them into a written understanding. If you can grasp this book you’ve touched on the being that is Geoffrey. The key to depression is getting back in touch with the truest sense—you and your relation to reality!
The Fiery See
Pages 144 // Words 53,400
A new religion formatted as a journey from the depths of strife to the heights of peace. This book provides raw insight into the poetic lens of life. I want all people to hold themselves with honor and dignity—no matter their walk of life, their education, their age or competency. Just understand the English language and take the time to read a book. I wrote this one very specifically for you to be taken beyond the lines into spirituality.
The Stall
Pages 102 // Words 35,100
At times we’re reduced to a lowly state. Even worse—some are born without strength. In such a case how does one make their way to it? Well, my dear, we must introspect! Take a moment for yourself. Action, rage and religion can only carry you so far. You guard the door of the soul. How could we ever breach it? …We can’t. We can only knock. And knowing this I’ve devised a treat that’s most particularly delectable to persons of the dark—a book for quiet people that speaks very sharp (it gets all my emo tendencies out).
Argument for Reasonable Faith
Pages 92 // Words 38,700
These books form a comprehensive philosophy and this book is the mind—meant for those who read voraciously, inhale greedily and think expansively. I’ve set out an intellectual test, not just for myself but for you, because for a lineage to live it must reason (not raise) itself from the dead. This is a stuffy book about Paganism—or the pursuit of truth. Beyond ideology, time, life and into eternity.
The Bleeding Heart
Pages 241 // Words 103,000
I’ve been a strange kid. Very introverted. Hyper avoidant. Isolated to the n-th degree. So I wrote a book about overcoming romantic fears—by recording my trials in vivo. Such a thing is bound to be embarrassing especially considering all the opportunities for misunderstanding and mishap that the internet provides. Reading back over this journey hurts me but it might not hurt you. Please at least read the preface—Geoffrey can be charming when he tries, a heart-breaker when he cries and a devil in disguise.
Questions to any readers:
Is it in a state that’s worthy of people’s money or being professionally published?
Did you enjoy it?
That’s right. I stated those in the right order of primacy. Please try to see beyond your personal preference to ascertain your assessment of these book’s value. You may not personally like them but you may also recognize them as good books worthy of being purchased by someone but not you.
Contacts
Email: Wunkerful@live.com (for the lolz)
GeoffreyABosserman@gmail.com (Professional)
Twitter: Wunkerful (I don’t do this socializing thing)
Instagram: Wunkerful (Enjoy pretty pictures with ajoining poetry)
Reddit: Wunkerful (I’m not an author on there. Just a gamer with a dream)
The Plan
Finish the art
Tune up the books
Revise or revamp if necessary
Sell PDFs with Shopify for five dollars a piece
Consider a physical run of the books depending on their success
Repeat this process for the unfinished books…
Maybe do some livestreamed readings
I want to give these books the best chance of selling like hotcakes. The goal is to set the world on fire from the lowest of the grassroots to the highest of the steeples, institutions and towers. I’m following the indie game market philosophy used by small developers—price yourself low, rely on word of mouth and invoke humanity’s sacred sense of warmth.
Reviews and blurbs are appreciated.
About the Author
I got inspired to write sometime during college and couldn’t stop. It’s what I do every day. It’s been years and I’m still going—without end. I still can’t be stopped. Holy shit! He needs to stop. It’s less of a passion and more of a condition. Full story at eight.
My writing published online has been a shadow of my true efforts. I’ve kept all my secrets for this fateful day…outside of a few hype posts that garnered zero hype. Will this work? Who knows. Will Geoffrey keep writing? Absolutely motherfuckers.
Here I am in high school before I had ever written anything, fallen in love or aspired to rule over my fellow man. Now that I’ve tasted true power I’ll never be stopped.
Here I am currently. See the difference? Fuck.
Thank You for Reading
Even if it’s just this post. I know it’s a lot to hit you with but I get motivated in bursts of awakening after long depressive sleeps. I’ve yet to learn how to give myself the win. Look at me! Look at me! I’ve finished five books. Yippee! If I can’t get them read I’ll just hire beta readers.
Here’s the awakening I had;
I can’t allow myself to get left in the dust. Everyone else is being courageous. They follow their paths and I follow mine—that’s the plan. On faith y’all. On faith. Today might be the day. Today might not. I just gotta do what I can and accept the rest. These are the choices I’ve made.
Again, thank you for reading.
Open Call for Eyeballs
I like you humor, sometimes your self-deprecation (although I don't like a whole lot of that) and your apparent sincerity. Accordingly, I will definitely try to read the stuff.
I like you, but I must confess that your subject matter is not my cup of tea. You speak of spirituality, but that word sounds so vague and syrupy that when I hear that something is spiritual, I tend to turn away with nausea. My background is Marxian and materialist. I am not using the word materialist as most laymen would. By materialist, I mean this: What one has, in terms of money and property, looms very large in one's life. As a Marxian materialist, I believe that sojourns into the spiritual are a diversion from what we should be doing: Taking from the rich SOBs and giving to the Poor.
As for depression: I have always been impressed with what Fritz Perls had to say in "Ego Hunger and Aggression." He said: "Depression is anger turned inwards against oneself." Someone shafted you. You lack either the means or the guts to avenge your loss. You turn the anger against oneself in depression.
Take a good look at sons of bitches. Often, they are not at all depressed; they direct their anger outwards.
I have an essay on substack in which I said that rich people are often not the least bit depressed because they have stolen the life-bread of poor people. (Their anger is directed outwards) I suggest a cure to the depression and poverty of poor people: Furious agitation against the rich. https://davidgottfried.substack.com/p/igniting-the-fire-that-can-deliver
The good news is I can help you. The bad news is I don't work for free. My email can be found on the about page if you want to discuss it.