The words we use matter. Every single which one, because Time is the most precious resource to the individual of all. Time well spent. I'm someone who has tremendous respect for the potential of the future and how bright it may be, and for that reason, I've settled on a 3.5 ratting for Hardpressed, by Ms. Storm.
I don't think the book is terrible, but reading it wasn't totally time-well-spent for myself. Having multiple-conflicting-POVs in a first-person based narrative simply created numerous swaths of pages where I was very uninterested in the material, and really struggled to keep track of just what exactly was happening, or why it mattered at all. I thought the concept of the book was great in potential, but I just believe that if you're going to write a book about football, there has got to be more of it that's actually proven on the field-of-play. Greyson is a top NFL Draft prospect, but there isn't a single scene set on the field with pads that's particularly elaborated upon. There are also far too few hyphenations present in what I read, so, development could have been extended for several more weeks to clean this up. I think the characters are well-formed, the setting is fine, and the plot could be really-relatable for the type of reader who doesn't normally come along for romance or sports based novels, which is me.
I do, however—like to come out of my way to be supportive for my peers who I feel have the potential to deserve support from myself, and that is what I see in Peyton. Recognizing this is worth everything in the future we will share moving forward as a human-species, after this deluge of covid and human-shittery that has become so rampant in this reality since 2019. It's a genuine litmus test to know the true-worth of an author, in this day and age, because of just exactly what we've read of their work with honest integrity, that they've chosen to make available to us publicly—for our consumption. All that we each really have is the worth of our own opinions and the amount of time left in our lives, that we can never know truly, for our actions to prove it. I encourage the read if this seems like exactly what you are looking for, but I would traverse with trepidation otherwise.
I do not believe I will re-visit Ocean Falls—largely because of my taste preferences—but as someone who has self-sacrificed so much they never had to, in the first place—to bring a trilogy of books to life, I ultimately respect the foresight I suspect it took to ultimately bring this work to fruition.