Back in my High School "creative writing class,"* there was a clique of about six kids who all imitated Chuck Palahniuk's style and tone. Needless to say, their stuff was truly awful, but whenever anyone tried to offer them constructive criticism, they just sneered and acted like they were some kind of fiction illuminati who were misunderstood by us little sheeple. I ran into one of them a few months ago bagging groceries. The look on his face was so pathetic that I didn't have the heart to ask him how his writing career was going.
*If you don't already know, taking a creative writing class is the worst thing you can do if you actually want to be a writer. If you want to act like a snob and talk down to people like you're the next Proust, creative writing classes are your Mecca.
R.I.P. George Carlin
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"My head is bloodied, but unbowed."