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SSA Launches New App


It's with pleasure I announce the release of a stable version of SSA android app. No more crashing issues. All bugs fixed.

Amazing things happen around you every day. Hear and read the stories from real poets and writers that experienced them. 

What's new?

  • SSA newsfeed
  • Direct Tweets from the app
  • Access to SSA Facebook page
  • Writers can now submit their poems for publication via app.
  • Real time notifications. Get updates alerts!
  • Bug fixes

Discover SSA

At SSA, we’re connecting a global community through the power of the poetry and stories. On SSA, you'll find all the poems and stories to keep you hooked! 

Discover free stories and ebooks created by budding and established writers. 

Whatever you’re into—whether it’s motivational, horror, religious, romance, science fiction, mystery, comedy, action adventure, fantasy, young adult fiction or fanfiction—you’ll find it all for free on SSA.

Write & Connect 

Join the community of writers! Connect directly with other writers and stand a chance of getting published. Share your poems and story with your friends always know what you’re reading. 

Got your own story to tell? Publish it on SSA and share it with us. 

Already a SSA fan? Follow us on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest to stay up-to-date on your favorite writers,  poems, stories, contests, and more! 

To download SSA app, with your mobile phone, visit www.stefnsylvester.com and tap on the app download prompt that flashes on your screen.

Or just click button  HERE to download 


Have fun!

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