Hey, I’m Jessica E. Larsen. A Filipina writer based in Spain. I’m currently an author of 9 books, 5 in Tagalog and 4 in English. As of May 2021, I actively socialize as Jessie Winterspring, the name I’ll be using when publishing my future books in English.

Several of my short stories free in online retail stores. Most of the self-edited drafts are posted here in my blog and other writing platforms like Reedsy and Wattpad. 

I live near the Mediterranean coast with my loving husband and adorable son. I love watching the ocean and scheme how to torment annoying goody-two-shoes or straight out murder bitchy exes.

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We’re killing what makes us human

We’re killing what makes us human

Blogging Life My deepest thought Pictures Rants Writing
Trigger warning! Don’t read if you love AI. THIS IS A RANT. They’re a saying that goes, “too much of everything is bad.” Even healthy food, when consumed too much, turns into poison. The rapid development of Artificial Intelligent this year, is that. A poison. AI has done some good in the “modern world” blogs...
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Anniversary, warning, and life musing

Anniversary, warning, and life musing

Life musing Pictures
For my comeback post, I was thinking about posting something else, but it can wait for next time because yesterday was my 22nd anniversary with my husband. It's not our wedding anniversary, but meeting anniversary. It's been 22 years, yet, other than growing lines on our faces, (more his face than mine, 🤣) it feels...
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An abandon cat adopted me!

An abandon cat adopted me!

Life Moments in time Pictures
I know it's September, but meet August. Until 3 days ago (Sept. 7) this young cat lived in the street. He came strolling through my door when I was at the peak of my anger only to meow at me. He stayed for about 30 seconds, but he return later that night to beg for...
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wolf mountain

Wolf Mountain

With a backpack on my back, containing basic necessities and a sleeping bag, I made my way up the mountain. The sound of snow beneath my boots gave me the boost of strength to go on. It was cold but my cheeks was damp with sweat and my long hair uncomfortably clung to my skin. My mom’s words three years ago rang in my ears. “A young twenty-year-old girl like you should stop hiking by herself,” she said in which I replied...

Under the Mask

Anywhere he goes, people step aside. Parting like an ocean giving way to the king. Except he’s not treated with kindness. Because he’s always covered in cut and bruises. “They should put that delinquent to jail,” said one of the women to her friend. “Yes, he give this neighborhood...

Beneath the spring flower

Beneath the Spring Flowers

Springtime is when flowers bloom. And every year I will be one of the people who eagerly wait for trees to blossom, but unlike everyone, I’m not waiting for warm weather. I’m waiting to see her. She that only appears with the delicate array of papery pink blossoms of the trees. Today she stood in the arch bridge that perfectly reflected in the water, I ignored the fact that she isn’t in it. My focus is on her, to her enchanting presence that makes everything else fade. “This year I’ll...

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