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Welcome to Slash

 Welcome to /Slash/

We are /Slash/ the Literature and Creative Writing committee at your local UCG. 


Q: What do we do?

A: Well… we write!

Q: What do we write?

A: Whatever our hearts desire ;D

/Slash/ writes Poetry, song lyrics, and Short stories as well as Articles, Opinion essays, Movie and Book Reviews. We also discuss and talk about Literature. Books that make us forget where we are, Poems that make us cry, and Songs that make us kiss random people at the club.


If you are interested in writing, finding other people who like to write and maybe even getting your own works published then /Slash/ is the space for you. We would love to welcome you into our worlds and into our hearts <3.


How to get Started?

Do you want to get something you wrote PUBLISHED????

Well, that’s fantastic!!!


There are multiple ways to do that.


First, you can always ask a /Slash/ Member and send your work to them for them to get it published on our Instagram and on the mythical, mysterious, and magical /Slash/ Blog. With credit of course ;)


Second IF you want to be published anonymously, you can send us your work via the /Slash/ Submissions Google survey. You can also tell us your name on the survey and then you will be credited
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