In her own words: I was going to be a pianist. I was not crazy to think so. By some magic of genetics and environment, the keys rose to meet my fingers and music came. And then, too soon, by some inverted miracle of genetics and environment, rheumatoid arthritis appeared. The keys still rose to meet my fingers, but my curling fingers recoiled. For too long, I tried to be arthritic and a pianist.
I interviewed Andrea at her home, and the line is a bit shaky, but the story is worth it.
Sonata: A Memoir of Pain and the Piano
by Andrea Avery
Pegasus Books, 2017