what kind of fiction is Charles Kinbote's Foreword?

[Terrance]

My Foreword (who is the author of this Foreword anyway? and does it
matter?) has been, I trust, not too skimpy. Other notes, arranged in a
running commentary, will certainly satisfy the most voracious reader.
Although these notes, in conformity with custom, come after the poem,
the reader is advised to consult them first and then study the poem with
their help, rereading them of course as he goes through its text, and
perhaps, after having dome with the poem, consulting them a third time
so as to complete the picture. I find it wise in such cases as this to
eliminate the bother of back-and-forth leafings by either cutting out
and clipping together the pages with the text of the thing, or, even
more simply, purchasing two copies of Nineteen Eighty-Four which can be
placed in adjacent positions on a comfortable bed--not unlike the
Brazilian brass bed my dear Hockell is sleeping in now, in this house by
the sea reflecting a cool clouds, mile away from the violence and blood
that spills out each night onto our streets. Let me state that without
my notes Shade's shade simply has no human reality at all since the
human reality of such a poem as his (being to shady and spiritual for a
non-posthumous work), with the omission of many pithy lines carelessly
rejected by him, has to depend entirely on the reality of its author and
his surroundings, attachments and so forth, a reality that only notes
can provide. To this statement my dear poet would probably not have
subscribed, but, for better or worse it is the commentator who has the
last word. 

								Terence de Kinbote

Second day of June, 1993 (somewhere in Brazil)