Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Haunted When The Minutes Drag

3. Living Without A Future Tense There are periods when the future doesn’t frighten you. You await, eager, excited and it simply fails to turn up. The future, to the … Continue reading

March 31, 2026 · Leave a comment

Haunted When the Minutes Drag:

2. Agoraphobia Is Not a Fear of Space Agoraphobia is commonly described as a fear of open spaces. This is convenient, memorable, and deeply misleading; sort of like saying a … Continue reading

March 27, 2026 · Leave a comment

A Glossary of Bad Time

Some help terms to make my new book -Haunted When the Minutes Drag – seem attractive (possibly) A few terms that look straightforward. Mundane, sometimes everyday terms that only bite … Continue reading

March 19, 2026 · Leave a comment

Novel Update

I got the revised proof back yesterday. Apart from the slight ‘indent’ problem on the dedications page as seen above, it was bloody gorgeous! Except… when I gave the okay … Continue reading

January 8, 2026 · Leave a comment

All this and Soft Play, too… (On Self Editing)

I’ve been asked to illustrate a point about ‘self-editing,’ in terms of agoraphobia. The answer is that I can’t. Not directly, anyway. The problem with agoraphobia, as I mention in … Continue reading

February 21, 2025 · Leave a comment

Dream Tyne – Travels Around the North East Coast (Part Three)

David Bowie 2 I own most of Bowie’s work in one format or another (often multiple formats) and was delighted that on reaching the Whitby, the Tesco superstore had a … Continue reading

February 10, 2025 · Leave a comment

Dream Tyne – Travels Around The North East Coast (Part Two)

Ravenscar – A Brief History 1 It is the fifth century. The Roman Empire is in catastrophic decline and the last of the legions stationed at Peak Fort pack up … Continue reading

February 8, 2025 · Leave a comment

Dream Tyne – Travels Around the North East Coast (Part One)

Robin Hood’s Bay 1 I needed to get away. Somewhere quiet, isolated. I wanted to finish drafting my dissertation in a place with no distractions. The problem was that an … Continue reading

February 6, 2025 · Leave a comment

This is How It Ends

this is how it ends/ in a fluorescent sucker punch/ a crass museum of basics no longer affordable/ with fights breaking out among the yellow stickers/ trojan poverty rebranded as … Continue reading

January 17, 2020 · Leave a comment