![]() ![]() I’m right handed, my car has a dent in the passenger side door, and my blood type is A. I write and teach and talk about writing and other things. I do not have four children - they have me and we all know it. They all grew together and I still have them, together with all my organs except tonsils. I was born with very little hair and very little feet and hands. Renowned author Richard Scrimger draws on his powerful ability to tell a story that can truly make you laugh until you cry. Urban blight and rural beauty, Into the Ravine is a journey where the geography mirrors the contradictions of the human heart. By accident, they crash a funeral, and, by design, they crash a pool party - with tragic results. They are bombarded by bicycles, hoodwinked by hobos, and bewitched by bikinis. They rescue a diabolical dog, confront a hydrophobic gang, and survive a waterfall. On their way, the boys meet with a series of adventures that are funny at first glance but resonate deeply. After all, at thirteen they are old enough to take a day trip by themselves. When a tornado brings down a big maple tree, the boys make a raft of the branches and set off downstream. This familiar territory is by turns comforting and terrifying. Behind their backyards is a ravine through which flows a modest river. In the tar-melting heat of a suburban summer, everyboy Jules, athletic and handsome Chris, and oddball Corey (he laughs at gravel and anticipates zombie attacks) have lived side by side for most of their lives. ![]()
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