Jessica Mason, Author at The Oxford Blue

Unprintable: Poetry in Public

by Jessica Mason January 19, 2023January 19, 2023

Everyday Oxford: Warhammer Wednesdays

by Jessica Mason November 30, 2022November 30, 2022

Everyday Oxford: Pursuing Passion on the Big Screen

by Jessica Mason November 23, 2022November 24, 2022

Everyday Oxford: Piano Man

by Jessica Mason November 12, 2022November 12, 2022

Meet the Columnists MT22! pt.2

by Sophie Benbelaid, Riana Modi, Sophie Sargent, Jessica Mason, Thomas Shaw and Oliver Roberts November 12, 2022November 12, 2022

Everyday Oxford: Fifth Week Blues And Relief In Simplicity

by Jessica Mason November 5, 2022November 5, 2022

The isolation of Imposter Syndrome: A conversation

by Jessica Mason November 3, 2022November 3, 2022

‘Get You A Girl Who Can Do Both’

by Jessica Mason November 2, 2022November 2, 2022

Everyday Oxford: Rivers of Rest – How Eva and Finn Take A Break from the Oxford Madness

by Jessica Mason October 29, 2022October 29, 2022

Comeback of the Witch

Jessica MasonJun 17, 20257 min read

Illustration of Rochelle (The Craft, played by Rachel True) in front of a blue background. A witch flying on a broomstick passes an orange moon in the top right corner

“As someone with a very strong interest in witches and their history, I love all witch-related media. However… there’s more that could be done to…

Interview with Hannah Wilson Kemsley: OULTC Captain

Jessica MasonJun 16, 20255 min read

A girl playing tennis on an outdoor court.

“OULTC is a hugely welcoming club for players of all levels, whether you’re a seasoned competitor or completely new to tennis”. George Roberts explores how…

The Hiding Tree

Jessica MasonJun 15, 20254 min read

The Hiding Tree

“When I was younger there was a valley near my house. It was this secret thing; you wouldn’t know it was there, but it was.…

Why does tragedy make us laugh?

Jessica MasonJun 15, 20254 min read

Illustration of an actor on stage, holding a skull in his left hand and surrounded by laughter

“As she explained the tragic news, we both had the strangest feeling: we were trying not to smile. We were children in detention, lips pursed…