Narratives’ life lessons

One of the moral values of art appreciation (according to Eaton) is that it teaches us about narrative coherence, but:

• Is a human life coherent?
• When would one say of a human life that it is incoherent?
• In short: how exactly is artistic (narrative) coherence going to teach us a lesson about our lives?

In “Narrativizing the parochial” I argue that narratives are unnecessarily reductive.