Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Trial Lovecraftian Pastiche/Wibbling

I had to knock out two thousand words for an exercise in the workshop section of my MA. I had a few notes on a Lovecraft pastiche idea I had … Continue reading

November 23, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 25

May 18th Mook seemed in a better mood today. Spiggy decided that something urgent needed doing, so undoing more rooms wouldn’t be the best idea. I don’t really think he … Continue reading

November 6, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 22

After playing some Bach, which Spiggy dismissed as ‘music box rubbish’, we sat down for breakfast. Spig was his usual inscrutable self; Mook, again, had something on his mind. He … Continue reading

August 25, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 21

As expected, the skin wasn’t looking great; grey and squamous . . .

July 27, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 20

When we opened the main doors. It was X-Ray Spex. I could hear X-Ray Spex!

July 22, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 19

“Well it’s quite primal thing. A lot of animals sleep with their tribe. It’s safety, comfort and warmth. And we are just animals after all.”

June 27, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home

To be published by Dense Weed Publications at the Beginning of July.

June 20, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home:Keats – Episode 18

He wanted to know why we didn’t go out at night. I did a double take. I thought it was obvious.
“Yes, I understand that those creatures are out there. Is that the only reason?”
“Isn’t that enough?”
He smiled and said,
“No.”

June 20, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 17

May 1st Spiggy made no pretense to stealth last night and just got into bed with me. We chatted a while and made it quite clear that I understood why … Continue reading

May 26, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 16

April 30th (2) Spiggy found Mooks bag, and his own rucksack that he’d forgotten about, thrown into a corner of the room furthest from the door. He grabbed both bags … Continue reading

May 19, 2016 · Leave a comment