Piggy Eyes
I didn’t have much to show for forty years hard work other than my little house, but it was my place, my sanctuary, and I loved it like I would have done the children I could never have.
Archive for Iain Rowan
Game On
There I was, and there they were. Game on. A row of plastic packets of Gilette razor blades on a display stand in front of me. I use an electric razor, don’t need razor blades, but as soon as the thought had entered my head it was a challenge, and I never avoid a challenge. That’s weakness, and I avoid weakness because that means becoming like the rest of the herd. So, game on. I took the blades from the shelf, studied them for a moment as if I were really interested in the moisturising properties of the special lubricating strip, and then I slipped them into my coat pocket and wandered away to get on with the rest of my shopping.
Bio: Iain Rowan
Iain Rowan lives in the north-east of England, near the sea but not near enough. He’s had short stories published in a number of magazines and anthologies including Postscripts, Ellery Queen’s, Alfred Hitchcock’s, Polyphony, Black Gate, The Thackery T. Lambshead Pocket Guide to Eccentric & Discredited Diseases, and others. Iain can be contacted via his website, www.iainrowan.com.