By Michael Barrington After ten years as a busy religious missionary priest in Africa, I was driven by an internal compulsion to spend some time in silence, prayer, and solitude. I had spent three of those years in Nigeria, witness to unspeakable horrors and atrocities during its civil war. Delivering aid was a matter of … Continue reading My Time As A Hermit
Writers I Have Known
By Michael Barrington As a shy fifteen-year-old schoolboy, I was often the unfortunate victim of having to stand before the class and read my short stories out loud. At that time I was living in a boys only boarding school in the Lake District- not the fun loving Hogwart’s School of Harry Potter- where the … Continue reading Writers I Have Known
Crash
By Michael Barrington There were bodies everywhere. Both platforms at the London underground station were littered with injured people, screaming, bleeding, pleading for help. Some had scrambled out of the wreckage crying, dazed, in shock and disorientated. Doctors, police, firefighters, and emergency crews were engaged in dealing with the largest disaster to ever occur on … Continue reading Crash
The Crossing
By Michael Barrington As the ship pulled away from the pier, the people on the dockside seemed to shrink in size until they were swallowed up in the mist, as if some giant had cast his cloak over them. Joe pulled his threadbare jacket closer around himself and clasped his elbows as if the gesture … Continue reading The Crossing
Academy of the Heart And Mind 