The tools you need to write, sync, and share your stories.
A powerful editor with markdown shortcuts, images, and formatting. Express yourself with headings, lists, links, and more.
Write on iOS, Android, or the web. Your entries sync seamlessly across all devices with auto-save built in.
Explore stories from the community, follow writers, and share your own entries publicly or keep them private.
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Latest news, writing tips, and updates from the Storyie team.
Introducing custom subdomains for Storyie Pro subscribers. Get your own username.storyie.com URL and build your personal brand with your diaries and notes.
Explore how we use Speckit, a custom slash command framework for Claude Code, through actual feature implementations including diary view counts, floating actions redesign, and default visibility settings.
Explore five practical ways to use Storyie in your daily life, from travel journals and parenting logs to learning diaries and gratitude practice.
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Yes. The free plan includes up to 31 diary entries per month, 100 notes, a rich text editor, and cross-platform sync across iOS, Android, and web. A Pro plan is available for unlimited entries, more images per entry, and premium features.
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