Why There are Dishes in the Sink

I've pretty much abandoned housework over the past few days in order to read Sarah Bird's The Flamenco Academy
I was disconcerted, at first, by the similarities between this and the unpublished novel in my proverbial drawer. As in Ms. Bird's book, my novel features a hopelessly white girl with a wild friend, and a hot, tortured Gypsy guitarist. However, while my story is set in the Midwest, this one takes place in New Mexico, and there is a lot of dancing. The flamenco lore is fascinating and Ms. Bird is a damn good writer.