If I were to describe my writing style, I would probably classify it as speculative postmodern neo-minimalist metafiction. Followers of Unpublished Guy have already been treated to various samples of this enigmatic writing style if they followed my novel writing effort in July. Every good writer should challenge themselves and try different writing styles. Many of the exercises in John Gardner's Art of Fiction are intended to stretch a writer in this way. The book also covers several writing styles:

So in that spirit, I am going become the Alan Parker of unpublished fiction with some Xtreme writing styles, starting with Xtreme Super-realism. If super-realism is the rote transcription of reality, then Xtreme super-realism is more real than real with a hyperactive disregard for plot.

Here it goes, a little taste of xtreme super-realism:

The pit bull slept on the maroon futon. Its side rose and fell as it breathed and slept. Its side rose and fell some more. It snored and sighed. Its side continued to rise and fall at 1.5 second intervals. Its dies rose and fell two hundred and forty three times, and then the pit bull's ear twitched. The ear twitched a second time. It twitched a third time. It did not twitch a fourth time. The pit bull slept. It was one o'clock and the pit bull slept. It was two o'clock and the pit bull slept. At three o'clock, the pit bull slept. It also slept at four o'clock.

At five o'clock the pit bull stretched and crawled off the futon. It walked into the dining room, and then it walked back into the living room. It walked through the dining room and into the kitchen. The pit bull—its name was Stan—drank water out of its bowl. The bowl was silver and half full of water. The pit bull drank nearly all of the water. It walked back to the living room and crawled back onto the maroon futon.

The pit bull slept some more.

So how was that for some extremely realistic fiction?