Four women in suburban Chicago share one important thing in common; they are Irish dance moms. With their children elite competitors in the sport, each brings her peculiar drama to this circle of friends. Or shutters it away. Mikey lives vicariously through her daughter, and Eileen irks everyone with a facade of balance. Polly craves approval, and Bet Flanagan would rather take a rap on the shin with a hammer than juggle another demand.
In LESSONS OF THE FIDDLER, together they navigate the slope of international competition, a world in which rivals are stalked, costumes sabotaged, and strategies to hide dance expenses from husbands abound. So consumed are the women in their children's arena, they fail to see the serious erosion their preoccupation carves in their lives. When avarice and envy find a toehold in the popular internet Irish dance message boards, anonymous posters chip away at fragile Polly, leading her to end her life. Truths about the friends' role in Polly's struggle surface, and Bet is jarred into confronting her own shortcomings.
A grounding figure emerges in Bridie Noonan. The 90-year-old Irish expatriate, thought by most to be only an eccentric groupie, rises as a mysteriously sage salvager. It is Bridie who leads Bet to rediscover who she is and what is being asked of her by those who love her. The novel treats human foibles with humor, human frailty with tenderness. It gently nudges those journeying to celebrate life through dance back onto the path they lost.
This has been done done done to death, and I don't mean the elite Irish dancing (which in and of itself makes me howl with laughter) it's the struggling with to come to terms with life women. That's a backdrop or a theme. It's not a plot.
You need to be specific. Focus. Every single character you talk about here is one dimensional.
You've also got the sentence structure from hell. Rewrite every sentence in this form: subject verb object. Once you've done that, you can make some changes but "journeying to celebrate life through dance back onto the path they lost" makes me want to clunk you with a Strunk and White. If you've not read this book do so. Four times. Then start the novel again.