Heather M. Surls

Heather M. Surls

Heather M. Surls started writing by night-light as a child, continued as a college student, and has since filled pages and screens in Washington, D.C., Tacoma, WA, and Chicago, IL. She currently resides in Amman, Jordan, where her husband is a college professor. Her creative non-fiction has appeared in various journals, including Relief, Ruminate, Rock & Sling, and The Literary Bohemian.

Heather M. has written 5 article(s) for RedFence Magazine.


Infernal Enquiries An Interview by Heather M. Surls Having reviewed Tevis’s first book, The Wet Collection, two years ago, RedFence writer Heather M. Surls sat down (via Skype) with the author to talk about the artistic process and, of course, her second book of lyric essays, The World Is on Fire (Milkweed Editions, 2015). RedFence: Something that struck me in The […]

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Best Tea for Surviving Chiberia (and other cold places) by Heather M. Surls Chiberia, n. a term coined by NWS meteorologist Ricky Castro (on his way to work) before the 1/6/2014 polar vortex outbreak. The City of Chicago and greater suburban areas reached air temperatures around -15 degree Fahrenheit, combined with wind chills down to -50 […]

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The Best Tea for… Making Friends by Heather M. Surls  “Come, Heather,” Malika says, the first syllable of my name rough with Russian, “come drink tea.” We are walking through the parking lot of our apartment complex after taking her son to kindergarten. She is not feeling well today—something about her heart (and she’s only […]

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The Best Tea for…Having a Baby by Heather M. Surls I am 36 weeks pregnant and afraid of being induced. Some women plan inductions, but I’ve realized I’m the ‘crunchy’ type (perhaps I should have recognized this long ago, what with the homemade yogurt and vinegar-water to clean the bathroom), and I want to have […]

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Life, Curated. by Heather M. Surls My writing professor repeatedly gave two pieces of advice in his classes: be specific, definite, and concrete and avoid using “to be” verbs. He had culled these from Strunk and White, which he read five times in the army and which sits on the shelf under my desk, spine cracked with use, […]

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