The manner in which Transgressive British Fiction writers attempt to convey their messages varies greatly from that of the American Transgressive. Much like the colloquial, biased critiques of everyday brits, British Transgressive authors such as Martin Amis, Angela Carter, and JG Ballard speak with a refined, wordy, well-educated voice. Inversely, alike to the Birtish critique of "stupid americans", American Transgressive authors such as Chuck Palahniuk generally speak with a more informal, day-to-day voice.

This is not to say that one is more affective than the other, however. The brits carefully craft and engineer their novels to have deep, under-the-surface meaning while the Americans unpack their messages right in front of your face.

Simply take the pace of Martin Amis' Money in comparison to that of Palahniuk's Fight Club. Fight Club is a fast paced, boom-boom-boom story while Money is dreadfully slow. Fight Club enables its reader (for the most part) to engage in its text quite easily (either by word choice, or by speed). Money does not only drag us through a bleak, hopeless story, but it travels with such monotony to the point where it hurts to read. Either way, we hurt. We cringe when we hear Palahniuk speak of biting through his intestines to save his life. We groan when John Self spends yet another day wasting away his life through foolish, taboo acts. Although these styles may be significantly different, they typically accomplish the same goal: we feel an array of negative emotions that we would rather not have had to feel, but are happy and willing feeling. (Christ that was wordy.)