Susan Rebecca White

Susan Rebecca White is the author of the critically acclaimed novels Bound South and A Soft Place to Land. Born and raised in Atlanta, she spent many years in San Francisco before returning to her hometown, where she teaches creative writing at Emory University. Visit her online at SusanRebeccaWhite.com.

Books by this Author

A Place at the Table
A Soft Place to Land
Bound South

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Author Revealed

Q. What are your most overused words or phrases?

A. I am big on parenthetical phrases. (And I probably use them too much!)

Q. What’s your greatest fear?

A. There are two and they are both pretty irrational (I hope!): The first is being in a plane crash and the second is being falsely imprisoned for a crime I did not commit.

Q. Who is your favorite fictional hero?

A. He's kind of an anti-hero, but I love Ignatius P. Reilly from A Confederacy of Dunces.

Q. What’s your fantasy profession?

A. Owning my own restaurant.

Author Voices

April 28, 2009

Mother’s Day Contest My sister, Lauren Myracle, YA author extraordinaire, has a fantastic new book coming out titled Peace, Love and Baby Ducks. To celebrate its May 14th release she is running a ducky contest on her website. Check it out at http://laurenmyracle.com/blog.html. Lauren is having so much fun with her contest that I decided to run one, too…and so, (drum roll, please) to honor the mothers and daughters who live within the pages of Bound South, and to honor real-live mothers everywhere (or the memories of those mothers,) I am running a mother of a mother’s day contest, the RUTH’S RIGHTEOUS BROWNIES GIVEAWAY!! And who,... see more

November 17, 2008

I have always loved to cook.

My mother swears that I successfully cracked my first egg when I was two. 

At eight I’d write the grocery list, and Mom would drop me off at the A&P while she ran other errands.  Ladies would watch, bemused, as I tapped one melon after another, listening for the hollow sound that is the telltale sign of ripeness.

I fixed chicken with wild mushrooms for my grandmother once when she was babysitting, writing the menu on my mother’s thick stationary and beginning the evening by offering Grandma a cocktail.

I was eleven. 

During college, while my friends were... see more

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