If I can have a moment of your time, let’s thing about this: creatures love created things. Maybe that is ingrained and automatic. Maybe it is due, in part, to shadowy affection cast from our love for one another, creatures though we be. In sin, we’ll even love created things in spite toward the Creator! Now the devil even attacks that, presumably to tone down even our materialism lest creatures catch a whiff of actual love or Creator. So, isn’t this ripe stuff for a theology toward fiction?