The author constructs a fictional world and we as readers reconstruct that world.
Environments that stretch in space, exist in time and are habitats for animate agents that play out the story.
But what if you pick up the newspaper and read that an article that you had read the previous morning was in fact incorrect. Was lying. Intentionally even? Is this fiction too?
I imagine that reading fiction is like traveling. You arrest your expectations about the new world that you are entering into. Entering it with a clean state of mind that is slowly populated as you find out more about this new place you’re visiting.
When we read a newspaper, we’re assuming it has something to say about the actual reality that we inhabit. This is a completely different set of expectations.
A newspaper might supply us information that is false but that does not mean that it is fiction because ultimately it’s building upon the world that is our version of reality.
In the end it is about expectations.
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