BOOK Shelf Author Sharon KD Hoskins lives in Woodstock, Georgia, which is a suburb of Atlanta. To view the author's page Click here! What are readers saying about TO HANDCUFF LIGHTNING! This book had me hook,line and sinker from the first chapter...easy reading about down-home truths can be the best! I felt like I was in Dayton throughout the entire book. Excellent writing skills and great story. This was a real family with real "stuff" and I could definitely relate. The ending was truly real and I am eagerly awaiting the next book. KUDOS, Sharon (KD) Hoskins, job well done, my Sister! Peace & Blessings, Paula W., Atlanta, GA In the tradition of great Southern writers, K.D. Hoskins offers an authentic look into the lives of mid-20th century Black women who migrate from Georgia to Ohio and must struggle to adjust. Truth ultimately triumphs whether it comes from the wizened mouth of a great grandma or the fingered pages of the family bible. This book sets you quickly in the midst of a family that you recognize from your own and both cherish and abhor. The story must continue . . . BJ Langan, Chicago, IL To Handcuff Lightning Our Price: $21.99 TO HANDCUFF LIGHTNING is also available at AMAZON.com Between the years of 1940–1970 More than 5 million African Americans left the South and migrated North. It was the largest, mostly undocumented, migration in U.S. history. Edward and Algie Clover of Dublin, Georgia, along with their three daughters and Algie’s mother, were among the millions who made that journey and found their promised land in Dayton, Ohio. Dayton is 650 miles from Dublin, Georgia; about an 11-hour car ride. But, in the 1950s, it was a lifetime away from share-cropping, segregation, and the shadow of slavery. In Dayton, the Clovers would unexpectedly become a family of women, which in most cases, just like this one, is an inherited friendship for better or worse. Tressie the duplicate, Honey the heart, and Viola the contradiction will test their mother’s ability to hold together that most sacred form of human identity —family. Today, too many sisters, aunts, grandmothers, and wives are multi-tasking themselves into all the wrong decisions. Algie made all the right decisions because her “yes” meant yes, and her “no” meant no. She wasn’t a martyr, a saint, or a hero, but Algie, and her daughters, like so many others that made that journey North, helped solidify the African American, female genus; a kinship that will nurture the offspring of mammies, maids, and big mommas into the highest echelons of fame, wealth, and recognition. But for now, these African American women are just thankful they were able to leave the plantations behind and find a place that feels something like freedom.