Author, Playwright, Humorist, Blogger, Novice guitar player, Sock Lover, Okra Devotee.
Ajesh Sharma is a Canadian author and playwright world-famous in his basement for the 3-Act play “A Couple of Choices“, which can be had for a small fee from Amazon. It tells the story of a middle-aged couple, living in separation, who come together to review their lives, the choices that got them there and the choices that lie ahead of them. This examination is helped by their children, who are making choices of their own. What lies ahead for a family struggling to make the right choices?
Sharma has seen some of his short stories published in online magazines, such as The Telegram Magazine and Unbound eMagazine.
He uses this blog, to showcase his love for wordplay and humor, his intense dislike for cats and his fanatical adoration of okra.
When not wearing colorful socks or attempting to play guitar, he tries to read, write, learn photography and spend time with one wife, two grown up sons, one daughter-in-law and her dog on the outskirts of Toronto, Canada.
Check out his fiction to here: http://www.sloword.com/published-work/
SloWord – The Blog
This blog belongs to an Indian-born and raised Canadian of some 50 odd summers and 16 winters (see Canada).
He’s never taken a creative writing course and all the English he knows he learned in Indian “convent schools”. This is the cause of many disadvantages:
1. Grammar – built upon the fear of public humiliation in the form of a tongue lashing or worse and regimented exercises on clause analyses and precis. Modern readers apparently eschew grammar in favor of immediacy and effect, making the blog owner a dinosaur.
2. “English” – His profound distaste for the North American habit of converting nouns into verbs as in “impacting” instead of “affecting”. His use of phrases and words that convey nothing to Americans (he was stunned when his use of the word “vagaries” at work provoked a heated discussion on whether such a word existed). American readers are thus, presumably, disenfranchised (whatever that means).
3. Spelling – An Indian who lives in Canada and worked for many years in the USA, hmmm, what could possibly go wrong as far as spellings go? “Tire” or “tyre”, “z” instead of ‘s” in words such as “evangelise”, the addition of the superfluous (and natural “u”) when it comes to words such as “flavor”? Modern texters and Twits, who apparently, do not understand the difference between their alphabets and their numbers are going to struggle to read him. 2bad 4 dem!
4. His love for long sentences (see clause analyses above). This leaves most readers mystified as to meaning and bored from reading so many characters (see Twits).
Combine this with an acid tongue kept in check (barely) by the love and constant guidance of a good woman and you have a potential writer with no readership. At least, no one under the age of 60 will have the ability to wade through all this.
He started out writing a book and realized he did not know enough about building characters. So as a lesson, he built three characters, who act as contributors to this blog.
The Slo-Man sees irony in spades everywhere and he writes essays on the strange, the ghastly, the weird, the stupid and the simply annoying bits of real life news. He is the most unreadable, making all the cardinal mistakes of modern authorship. You can read more about The Slo-Man here.
The Peeved Punjabi is most likely to use modern authoring techniques, invective and humor to make a point. There is more about the Peeved Punjabi here.
And then, of course, is the newest member of the tribe, so far, LeggieLefty. LeggieLefty came on in 2013 to deal with matters and madness of cricket. Find out more about the LeggieLefty here.
All are learning basic skills of word craft (“wordsmithing” for all you North American readers) and blogging. While readership continues to grow slowly, the authors are ever aware of the need to be skillful, true to themselves and yet produce blog posts that (hopefully) entertain and enlighten.
The SloMan – The Oldest Member, the One Who Started It All.
The Slo-Man has been labelled many things in his life, this is his first and most enduring label. It was conferred on him due to his penchant for thought rather than immediate action.
In fact, the Slo-Man cannot act – numerous roles in school theater including one title role and another in a commercially produced play have confirmed that he is hampered by a lack of talent of the thespian variety.
The Slo-Man often seeks refuge in his LifeLongBestFriend, a kindred spirit, who is just as adept at dreaming, but is known as the One-Who-Will-Ask-“WHY?” before coming up with a series of alternative solutions.
And this should tell you as much as you need to know about the Slo-Man. If you agree with his words, the Slo-Man will feel good. If you find his musings amusing, he’s happy to have tickled your senses. If you are among those who seek a pithy statement, a sola topi for your brain or an easily digested thought, you are unlikely to find it, the Slo-Man never using 20 words when 200 will suffice and always making obscure references, like the one in the last line of this profile.
To understand the Slo-Man takes time. Taking his cue from Sergius, he never apologises for his writing.
The LastWord – Filled with Cream of Nostalgia, garnished with Portry.
What can I say about me? A critically (by self) acclaimed writer, I currently live in the Great White North. I read and write. I work and play. I listen to and play music. (All of the above – very badly). I eat and sleep (yes, that too pretty badly).
I like to write, but have not yet figured out what or how to write. I use this blog to recycle old poetry and reflect on events in my life.
I have one friend who is the closest friend a body can have. You might even say he shares the same body, mind and spirit. And now he shares the same blog.
Peeved Punjabi – Pops out when a rant is needed
Ok – you’re here so I guess you really want to know….
I’m peeved about many things and I also happen to have been born a Punjabi. I live in Canada now, which as any American knows, is a frozen wasteland somewhere near the North Pole.
It’s taken me a while to get here – blame that pompous ass, The Slo-Man. The Last Word left all the setup to him and now we all know why he’s called the Slo-Man. If he ever manages to write a sentence less than 200 words in length we’ll all rejoice.
Meanwhile, that oily romantic, The Last Word, is busy living in the past. He also claims to be a consultant in real life – whatever! He’s a a lost cause.
Anyway – boys and girls, possums and darlings, I’m here at last and aren’t you the lucky ones!!
LeggieLefty – dedicated to all things cricket ( the game, not the insect
Madly, deeply, unabashedly cricket crazy.
I’m a crazed, wannabe legspinner, taught to bat lefty at a young age and forced to bat high up the order with disastrous results. I wanted to be known as a legspinner who could bat more than a bit. Alas!
Oddly enough I’ve been asked to contribute posts about cricket.