All That The Storm Took:
By Yah Yah Scholfield
It’s a new year, 2020, and the future has come. Everybody makes a resolution that can’t quite keep unless your my best friend who said his resolution was to watch a movie. *Facepalm* Whatever. My resolution this year is to write a flash fiction story once a month. Sounds easy enough, but with my track of going back to school, it is a bit daunting. Furthermore, reading short fiction, such as All That The Storm Took is paramount to my success as well. If I’m not reading short fiction, I won’t write it either. So, here we are.
In All That The Storm Took, Yah Yah Scholfield recounts the traumas of Hurricane Katrina. It’s a tired subject. There have many short stories and novels written about the aftermath of that storm–though, perhaps, never one quite like this.
Scholfield is clever in her telling. Much of the plot is over and done, and readers are only greeted with the consequences of what has happened. But readers still don’t know how, or why. The why, is perhaps less important than the what. So much was lost in Hurricane Katrina for those who tried to ride out the storm–especially since the US government made the storm sound less harmful than it turned out being.
And so the two main characters of the story try to ride out the storm. Like so many people who tried, they lost their home, but also more. This scene is told in “flashback” style, which is sometimes a bit dangerous as, if readers already know the outcome, it can feel anticlimactic. But Scholfield packs enough emotional power into both the flashback scene and the final conclusion, that it doesn’t feel contrived or cheating. It feels like trauma. Like PTSD. To me, that’s what this story is about. That grief. Sure, there’s a speculative aspect to this story, but it is only to illustrate the emotional truth.
Yah Yah Scholfield is 20 years old and lives in Atlanta, Georgia. Check out what else she is doing by clicking: Here