“Misty Morning” started in 2002 as a writing community. Since that point, it has operated with a number of functions and served a variety of purposes. It was once a site dedicated to the professional writing industry. It was a platform to launch a publishing venture. It’s been a store, a forum, a business, and a gathering place.

The internet has dramatically changed since this site was conceived, and the time has come to change once again. is returning to basics. We’re no longer a writing community, publisher, or site exclusively for readers. The passage of time has proven that it’s best to stick with what you know.

The site is now going to be just a casual, friendly blog. Me. Laura Wright, or L. Chambers-Wright, depending on what you’ve read. I plan to discuss many things beyond writing. Naturally, I will add information on my books, but I wanted to do more. It’s a database of my poetry, a showcase for my photography, a discussion area for recipes, and all else that I come across. I also hope to highlight my beloved Blue Ridge Mountains and the many aspects of rural life. It’s a half hour to my nearest grocery store, but a few steps to scenery that rivals any in photograph.

Writing is a joy in life, but an empty joy if it consumes your life. The same can be said of countless writing sites that have come and gone since I first started this one. The time has come to make something that’s just enjoyable, without ulterior purpose or motive.

So, pull up a chair and enjoy a comfortable visit.

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  1. I enjoyed reading the story, “A Poisoned Wedding,” in the New York Times (June 4,2017) that you unearthed, and wonder if the sole victim, John Bishop, may have been a relation. My grandfather, David Horace Bishop (born 1870) came from that area and graduated from Emory & Henry, as did his father, Benjamin William Shields Bishop (b. 1832) a Methodist minister who had several siblings, including John Edwards Bishop (b. 1837). This John Bishop would have been 18 years old at the time of the wedding poisoning, and I have no knowledge about his life, including when or how he died.

    This wedding poisoning story was not to my knowledge family lore, but my grandfather left Virginia as a young man for graduate school at Vanderbilt, then got a teaching position here at the University of Mississippi, where he taught Shakespeare for 50 years. He rarely returned to Virginia, and maybe the story was too sad and peculiar to pass along to children.

    Thanks for finding this interesting piece of history. With best wishes,

    Richard Howorth
    Oxford, Mississippi

    1. Hello, Richard! I’m so glad you liked the article. Sadly, there is so little information on the event, I don’t have any more than what I used in the article. The only thing I can guess is there were some records destroyed in the Civil War. We lost many courthouses, and usually the records went with them. Much of our history is only being rediscovered in recent years via newspaper digitization. I will keep a check and if I can find anything in the future, will add it to what I have. Thanks again.

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