Fiction pertains to everything we can imagine, for if we couldn’t imagine it, it wouldn’t be fiction. Non fiction, on the other hand, is everything we don’t have to imagine, since it would be fiction otherwise. Fiction thus is bound by the limits of our imagination, whereas this constraint does not apply to non fiction. Fiction is like a parallel universe, whose outer limits are defined by your fantasy. Non fiction, on the other hand, requires no imagination, and consequently has no boundaries. I have a hard time processing this paradox of fiction: there are limits to what does not exist.
The moment fiction happens, it becomes non fiction. Now that I mention it, fiction actually happening is a ‘contradictio in terminis’, for the very moment it does, fiction is not fiction anymore. There runs a thin line between fiction and non fiction, think of it as a sort of gateway to reality. You can only cross the gateway oneway, as you can step from fiction into reality, but never return. Therefore, fiction has a limitation that non fiction doesn’t have, for once fiction is touched by the other side of reality, it ceases to exist.
You are non-fiction (because you are) and when you create a narrative of fiction that act in itself is non-fiction too (because it is). Strangely enough, creating fiction is a non-fictional thing to do. We can only come up with imaginable fiction, because unimaginable fiction is a universe of thoughts and ideas that hovers beyond our scope of imagination. Thus, the end to where fantasy leads is not what ís ultimately possible, but what we thínk is ultimately possible. Our mind is potentially capable of exploring endless dimensions of imagination to reach unimaginable fiction, yet the same mind eventually limits us.
Fiction loses of reality, the novelist to the historian. Reality is always more complex, uncompromising and unpredictable than any truth whatsoever. What do people say about reality? You can’t invent it. Literally you can’t. The implementation of your plan never goes as expected. Ergo plan B. But it can be different as well. In rare occaissions everything does go according to plan (but then again this contradicts my premise). The reversal of ‘plan B’ delivers a remarkable observation: in case everything goes according to your initial assessment, you have obviously made a misrepresentation of reality.