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.
Your opinion mainly depends on the way you look at something. There is your way of looking at things and there are other ways to look at the same things. Diametrically different at times. Close your eyes. Someone decribes a row of cars, engines off. Listen carefully. Think about that row of cars. What do you see? What kind of cars do you see, where are they? How many are there? A row of cars, engines off. Some see a traffic jam, others a carparking and yet others may see a showroom. You know what? They are all right.
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.