Writing

I’m not the Jessica Davidson you’re looking for

There’s a weird recurring search term that pops up on my stats occasionally, so I thought it was time to investigate. In amongst queries for dark night of the soul symptoms and astrological mythology, you get this: “who are you jessica davidson” Not the most interesting thing to be Googling, and I should know. So… Continue reading I’m not the Jessica Davidson you’re looking for

Addled

Addled Chapter 4: Little Miss Ouseburn

I stood before the open wardrobe and ran my eyes along the desultory collection of clothes huddled inside. Moving out was the perfect opportunity to get rid of my junk. There was stuff in here I hadn’t worn in years and couldn’t remember buying. I was going to have to be systematic and ruthless. Jonah… Continue reading Addled Chapter 4: Little Miss Ouseburn