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Hey, I’m Jessica E. Larsen. A Filipina writer based in Spain.Β I’m currently an author of 9 books, 5 in Tagalog and 4 in English. As of May 2021, I actively socialize asΒ 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.Β 

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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Hello New Year, restart and restore

Hello New Year, restart and restore

Blogging Vblog
We're in the year and right now, I really feel that either I’m thinking too hard or nothing at all because it hurts to think of anything. How’s your first day of the year? I plan to return to blogging (again) but I will take it slow. I won't post every day (or every second....
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Reasons why I like Instagram over Facebook.

Reasons why I like Instagram over Facebook.

Pictures
1: I like pictures. 2: Pictures are pretty. 3: Creating pictures calms me. 4: I can design even fonts to be pretty pictures 5: Go ahead slap me because I'm about to say it again. I love pictures. πŸ˜‚ Wishing you a great day! Follow Jessica E. Larsen on WordPress.com
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Celebrating 20 years!

Celebrating 20 years!

Life musing
I've never been impressed with church weddings. My dream back when I started thinking about love was a garden wedding. I won't be wearing a white gown with a veil to hide my face, because I was sure I won't be a virgin bride. Oh, how wrong I was. I never fell in love with...
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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. β€œA 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. β€œThey should put that delinquent to jail,” said one of the women to her friend. β€œYes, 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. β€œThis year I’ll...

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