As a part of an ongoing Q&A session with the Creative Writing and Literature Department’s Senior Reading class, Jackalope Magazine sat down with screenwriter Mark Feigenbutz. Feigenbutz discussed bad poetry, bears and dead comedians.   Jackalope Magazine: How dare you? Mark Feigenbutz: How dare I? How dare I not?   JM: How did you get into writing? MF: I started writing poetry when I was, like, 6th grade. I was not 6th grade, I was 13.   JM: What genre do you work in and why? MF: Pretty much exclusively comedy at this point. If I don’t have funny elements in something, it just doesn’t ring true. After poetry, I got into stand-up comedy, and started writing bits. When I was in L.A. I had to sell my motorcycle, and I couldn’t do comedy anymore, so I started screenwriting.   JM: What three words would you use to describe your writing? MF: My writing in three words? Bear. (laughs)   JM: Like B-A-R-E? MF: No, like a grizzly. Bear. Machine. Uhh, squeek.   JM: What’s the worst thing you’ve ever written? MF: Probably my early poetry, when I first started writing. I didn’t know anything about poetry, so I thought everything had to rhyme. It was pretty embarassing, very morose and melodramatic.   JM: Do you have a piece in mind? MF: (long pause) Yeah. Yes, I do.   JM: How do you balance work and family? MF: I try to work as little as possible, and it’s going really good.   JM: OK, now it’s time for the dead stand-up edition of Marry, Fuck, Kill. Bill Hicks, George Carlin and Mitch Hedburg. MF: Marry George Carlin, Fuck Bill Hicks and Kill Mitch Hedburg, as difficult as that was. Bill Hicks is fucking Jesus, and I...

Mark Feigenbutz is a junior in the Creative Writing Department who has been studying abroad in London for the fall and spring semesters. He is a comedian of sorts.