In your interview with Valeria Luiselli (‘Children chase after life, even if that chase might end up killing them’, Review, 9 March), one minute she makes an admirable case for the value of fiction, and the next she asks, “If you’re going to devote your life to something as questionably useful as literature or art, I think there’s a commitment that you make to understanding others”. Questionably useful? I was tearing at the paper in frustration. Why do we feel that the arts are inferior to science? Who made us believe that?

I am a doctor; I work in a hospice. I am painfully aware that science keeps us alive. But what keeps us living is art. The overstretched, underfunded NHS still finances an art therapist and a music therapist at my hospice. When patients need something to keep them going they look to the arts. If you don’t believe that, look around your living room. Do you have a TV? Do you have a bookshelf? A music player of some sort? These are forms of art and they are what we choose to come home to. We come home to stories, whether told on the screen, on pages or by a relative or friend; we live for stories. Every novelist should know that the arts are not “questionably useful”. They are what keeps us going.
Dr Clare Coggins
Oxford

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