Collecting Experiences

As I reflect on the past few weeks, I’m starting to realize I let myself get pretty beat. My schedule has been flooded with group projects, last minute essays, prep for exams. The creative energy has been put by the wayside, and in the past few days I’ve realized how out of touch I’ve fallen with the work I’m most passionate about.
As soon as this rose to my consciousness, I started putting some pressure on myself to write more. I took my assignment-based, school-mindset and tried to apply it to my writing. As soon as I started putting expectations on myself to produce something good, something impressive my mind started cramping.
Mallory, one of my lovely art-adoring friends, realized she’d been doing the same thing and it wasn’t producing any results, so this weekend we decided to hit the road and cozied up in a new coffee shop in the closest big city we could find.
I’m happy to report that in this current moment I’m sitting with a savory pastry in hand and one of my best friends beside me. Maybe the caffeine will kick in at some point and give me some writer’s inspiration, but maybe it won’t. Either way that’s okay because sometimes what really matters is letting the experiences soak into your mind not in hopes of getting a good piece out of it, but simply for the sake of living life.


Hi all,
While walking through the carpet of fallen leaves on campus this week, I could not help but think about the concept of seasons within a college student’s life. There is a time for everything. There is a time for procrastination and a time for planning ahead. There is a time for knowing and a time for guessing. There is a time for joy and a time for sadness. There is a time for warmth and a time for cold. Yet at the same time, there does not seem to actually be enough time for anything at all.
The campus is beginning to change: freshmen have settled in, studies have picked up, and winter weather is right around the corner. However, for the time being, we all seem to have a specific schedule figured out for week after wild week. This constant push and pull between routine and variation cultivates throughout college. If the monotony of routine fails to drive you crazy, the inconvenience of change ought to do the trick.
As artists, I believe that the transitions between seasons provide plenty of creative opportunities for reflection and observation. In other words, changing seasons of nature or seasons within your own life allow you to both reflect on the season that has passed and welcome the beauty of the season that is arriving. Take time out of your day to acknowledge your surroundings, and use this as inspiration.
This weekend is Homecoming, so every student on Hope’s campus is going to hear an alumni remark something to the effect of how quickly their time at Hope passed by. Although you may be struggling either to break routine or adjust to change, make sure to listen closely to the remarks of these alumni. Hope is a special place to be, and youth is an exciting gift to possess.
Enjoy the beauty of campus these next few weeks,
– Ryan, Poetry Editor


The root of my inactivity

When I came to Hope, I had created a vision for what I wanted my college experience to be. It was inspired by a combination of stories from my family members, daydreaming with my friends, and regrettably, a lot of overly romanticized teen movies.
My dad, specifically, made a point to share a lot of his memories with me. He saw us as similar types: introverted, drawn to the bizarre, avid listeners of NPR and musical soundtracks. It was unavoidable that I’d want to get to college and recreate his band of Dostoyevsky reading misfits he surrounded himself with. I wanted to purchase a beaten up typewriter to share with my roommates, live in a molding house we would call “The Palace,” and play croquet with them mid campus in silk robes.
None of these things happened. Freshman year, I roomed with a pre-vet student and we went out very little. I retreated within myself, spending my free time watching too much anime and writing bad songs. I outwardly dismissed the students that formed loud, boisterous friend groups, but internally envied their ease around each other. I watched a lot of John Hughes films, stayed in my dorm room often, and questioned why I was at Hope.
It took an unexpected conversation my dad over spring break to snap me out of my haze. He was telling me about his college days again, about him and his weekend routine of drinking at the dingiest bar in town because it was the hippest. But my interest halted at the work “routine.” I was familiar with it because I had created my own, one that bored me before I even I got home from class. My dad continued and confirmed my thoughts, saying that he quickly grew tired of going to that bar so often, but carried on because it gave off the outward impression of being “cool.” He told me he envied the time I had alone.
I realized that comparing myself to my dad and others was only going to keep me from doing any of the things I wanted. I spent all my time imagining what adventures others were having instead of having my own. In honesty, I immensely love having time alone, but when others are involved, spontaneity can be sparked.
So stop comparing yourself to others! Most likely, there’s been plenty of people looking back at you, thinking to themselves, Hot dang, they’re cool… If only I could be more like them…
Madison Veverka



What baking muffins at 5am taught me about being a writer…

Last night a series of comical, unfortunate, satirical events led to me realizing I hadn’t baked two dozen muffins for a volunteer event occurring at 6:30 the next morning. Already in bed for the night, instead of staying up late I opted to set my alarm for 5am.


The list of tasks for the next day unfolded in my mind as I drifted to sleep. I had two responsive essays to write, poetry to edit and analyze, a brit lit reading to do. Oh, and Opus submissions were due (and who submits to Opus more than 12 hours in advance from the deadline…not the prose-editor of Opus, apparently).


How was all of this going to get done?


Well I woke up at 5 am today and realized this: my mind was clear and eager to write. I quickly whipped up some muffins and threw them in the oven. As they baked, I cracked open my computer and began typing away. I’d expected to be foggy and cluttered in thought, but I couldn’t remember the last time words seemed to be spilling that easily onto a page. The distracting, stressful thoughts that built over the course of yesterday had erased themselves with the night’s rest (however brief that rest was). My mind was fresh at that time in the morning. Now I’ve known I was a morning person for a long time, but amongst the crave of college I’d forgotten to save my mornings for creative space.


Don’t worry, I know most college students aren’t morning people; I’m not here to convince you the best writing technique is to wake up before sunrise everyday. But here’s what I did learn from my morning: we all have our creative hours, and fencing those times off for writing is key to the writing process. I’ll admit I prefer it when it doesn’t come at a time that inhibits my sleep, but folks, if worst comes to worst, my one piece of advice is this:


There’s no lack of sleep or writer’s block a cup of Lemonjellos can’t fix.


So if you’re wondering where to find me on this Friday, you’ll find me nestled in the corner of my favorite coffee shop, with a tall cup of black coffee, scribbling poems into my notebook. I’m taking back my mornings for my own creative space and I encourage you all to join me in searching out your own time of day when the creative flow gets a rollin’. Be shameless about it! Take that time for your own. Cozy up in your favorite nook, break out the pen and paper, and write yourself silly.

Reading as a Writer

In my intro to creative writing course we have been discussing the topic of “reading like a writer.” “Reading like a writer” refers to being consciously aware of the devices and techniques that are used in the pieces you read so that you may attempt to emulate them in your own writing. We often do this subconsciously, drawing inspiration from the writers or artists that we enjoy most. However, the concept of “reading like a writer” focuses on recognizing effective styles more intentionally.
The problem with this task is that the start of the semester is always so hectic it is hard to find time to explore artistic pieces. When you finally do find time, you are so sick and tired of reading material for classes that you would rather turn on Netflix and mindlessly watch The Office.
Because of this, I made it a personal challenge this week to apply the concept of “reading like a writer to my Human Physiology and Psychology textbooks. In doing so, I became more aware of writing techniques that the textbooks used and was inspired to create some interesting, goofy, gosh darn terrible poetry about glial cells (on account of it being 4AM the night before an exam). While the techniques I saw in these textbooks may not have been as creative or poetic as the ones I observed in my creative writing textbook, there were certain devices used by the author that helped me understand the material easier; such as allusions to larger scale occurrences to help explain microscopic events. Unexpectedly, I even found creative inspiration here.
My point is that art and inspiration are everywhere around us. Even stashed between graphs of action potentials and tables of organelle functions there is poetry, beauty, and lessons to be learned about effective writing. All you need to do is read like a writer.
You are artists! You are writers! You are poets, coming from the Greek word “poetes” meaning “maker” or “creator.” So CREATE! (And then submit to Opus at
Ryan Woodside

Poetry Editor

Opus is Back!

Hello all!
We are so excited to kick off a new year of Opus. This year, we have not one but TWO new coeditors PLUS an entirely new staff and a whole lot of eagerness to see your work! The submission deadline this semester is Friday, September 23rd, so gather up all of those poems, stories, paintings, photos, etc. that you have been working on all summer and get ready to submit them to us (just email!
We want to encourage everyone not to get hung up on whether or not your piece is 100% perfect or “good enough” to submit. While we encourage a healthy revision process and want you to always be working towards bettering yourself as a writer or an artist, sometimes it is hard to be objective about your own work (after all, we are our own worst critics). So give yourself and your art a chance and SUBMIT. We also want to encourage everyone to submit all types of art and writing. Opus exists to showcase the variety of talent that Hope students have to offer and we want to help show just how unique you all are! If you are worried about whether or not your style is our cup of tea, please don’t be, and again, just submit.
After we have received all of the submissions, meetings will start up again, and we are hoping to see as many of your excited faces as possible in attendance! Remember that our meetings are completely open no matter who you are – meaning that even if you don’t produce art or writing yourself but are interested in it, we want you there! This is a wonderful chance not only to learn more about art and literature and how to talk about it but to commune with a group of likeminded people who have the same passions that you do.
We wish everyone lots of luck as the new semester starts and can’t wait to see what you all will have to offer this year!
Submit away!
Grace Hulderman


Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow


“Can I sail through the changing ocean tide? Can I handle the seasons of my life?”
“Bye, bye, Little Sebastian. I’ll miss you in the saddest fashion.”
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My time as co-editor has come to an end. After three years of working with Opus, obsessing over it, Abby and I (Sadina) leave it to Grace Hulderman and Madison Veverka. I know they’ll keep Opus thriving with dignity and diversity. This has been a unique privilege, and I’m leaving feeling bittersweet.
Here are some things I’ve learned from my time as co-editor:
1) No matter how many emails I send, no matter how many posters, cutouts, speeches to the class, shameless plugs, people will still ask me what time my event is and where. In this same regard, people will still be confused when it comes to sending submissions. How many pieces, what email to send it to, how many pages. Not all emails are meant to be read, I guess. Patience is key.
2) I can use “I” language during meetings, remind people to use inclusive language themselves, and people will still be biased when it comes to commenting and voting during meetings. I’ve learned that this means they’re passionate – they care enough to speak about the piece, which means that on some level, the piece is working. I’ve also learned that this means the creative process is a tough one – sometimes, some pieces don’t get in that really do deserve to get in. Democracy at work, but there’s something beautiful about it. Tarfia Faizullah said that writing is probably the most democratic form of art there is, and I agree.
3) If I want anything to be done well, to excel, I need to rely on my staff. There have been so many times when I thought I could handle it myself, but after my staff pitched in, I realized I couldn’t have done it without them. I hired my staff for a reason, and I am part of a team for a reason. This is especially true when it comes to art – everyone has a different opinion, and it’s important that they’re all heard. My staff this year are all beautiful people. I was very lucky to have them on the team.
4) Some art is meant to be fun. Though it’s important to be professional and not make light of any submissions, it can be easy to take a humorous poem that is playful in form and criticize it for not being “high art.” Art is for everyone. When I read submissions, I try to think who the demographic will be, and how they will enjoy this piece. Our demographic is everyone, because the students on campus are from everywhere. Something will appeal to everyone if we do our job right. Part of that means having fun and taking it a little easy when it comes to criticism.
5) College ends quickly. Suddenly, it’s my senior year and I’m writing my last blog post. I hope everyone who is reading this takes a moment to realize how they got where they are, and how quickly this can all go. My time at Hope College has been more than I could have expected, but my time with my staff has been the most important. Their strength, maturity, humor, intellect, and talent has made me remember why I wanted to write and why I wanted to run Opus in the first place. I believe that Opus can do something for campus: bring voices to light that never really get heard, show students through art that they are not alone, remind us that we are balancing several aspects of our lives and it’s delicate and hard, teach us and show us how to improve our art. Opus is so much more than a literary magazine. I hope that it continues years after I graduate, that it expands and becomes a collaborative, important resource for students. I hope that it stays independent of the faculty and board members, that students recognize they are capable of running the magazine and producing something that can make Hope College proud. There are hundreds and hundreds of talented students on campus, gifted with the ability to communicate their truths through art, and Opus is privileged to see their vulnerabilities, creations, extraordinary abilities. I love Opus. My time went by too quickly.
Grace Hulderman, Madison Veverka, Shanely Smith, Ryan Woodside, and Joy Rhine – I wish you luck and congratulate you. Make Abby and I proud – we know you will. And, of course, remember to keep creating ;).
Thank you for reading Opus people. I’ll miss you.

~ Sadina 

Farewell: 5 Things Opus Taught Me about Life

I write this with deep sadness; it’s my final Opus blog post. Over the past year as co-editor, and the semester before as poetry editor, I’ve had a wonderful experience. And I don’t just mean that in an abstract way. Nope. I’ve loved working with and learning from everyone that Opus reaches. I don’t know another setting quite like that of Opus–the shared joy over creative writing and artwork, the welcoming of new faces to open meetings, the enthusiasm of the staff, and the encouragement of peers, professors, and our adviser. As a transfer student, I was unsure of myself and my place on campus when I arrived at Hope. The Opus community, and really the entire creative community, welcomed me and let me know I had important things to offer.

But enough about me. Let me share 5 wonderful things I’ve learned in my time at Opus that I will carry with me–and you should too. I will mostly focus on the written aspect of Opus, but this applies to visual art as well!

1) Write. Write when you don’t feel like it. Write when you feel like it, but you don’t have the right words. Write when the feelings hit, and the words come out as a jumbled mess. Write even though that jerk in class laughed at your piece. Write because if you have the urge to write, there is already something beautiful happening.

Ray Bradbury once said about writing, “Jump, and you will find out how to unfold your wings as you fall.” The most important thing is that you take that first jump.

2) Don’t give up. Submit your work. Get rejected? Revise it; submit it again. Does your work not quite say what you want it to? Don’t settle for the close word…keep searching for the perfect one. This obviously applies to so much of life.

3) Be friendly; be open. It’s a little weird for people to share work. Opus is a strange sounding organization to many at first. But that’s where the lovely people I work with come into play. I’ve seen editors inviting people to Opus meetings, encouraging someone in their work, telling that extra-shy person in class that every voice is worth hearing in art, coming up with an open mic night so that all who are willing can share their work and their voices, letting people know they matter, that they are important. I’m getting choked up just thinking about the beauty in these little interactions that invite and encourage people. Honestly guys–Sadina, Sam, Grace, Tommy–we all thank you for your attitudes and enthusiasm.

4) Spend time with people that get it. Sadina and I spent nights that faded into mornings holed in the basement of Dewitt bent over a shared computer screen. Did we get frustrated? Oh yes. Did we eat candy to not hate life? Oh yes. But ya know what, I will miss those nights because we were working toward a common goal together, and art is more important than sleep. And there’s something so great in spending even stressful times with someone who gets it.

5) NEVER. EVER. STOP CREATING. Okay I basically said this. So you get it. But SERIOUSLY. Please don’t. I want you to create in beautiful moments, in painful moments, and in moments that are just absurd. And really, it has nothing to do with what I want. But be honest, you NEED to create.

Alright. Whew. There’s so much more I could say but I’ll stop. I’ll just leave you with a picture of prince and some dank memes.

Keep your hearts burning, and your arms open to the universe.
~Abby, Co-editor

How to be a Successful Writer

As if I could even begin to tell you. Who am I? I’m just the prose editor of Opus. But I know some really talented writers who can tell you how to be a successful writer. And awaaaay we go!

Some wisdom from this year’s Big Read guest, Tim O’Brien: “No book ever gets written by thinking about it or going bowling or playing golf. You have to put your butt down and spend many, many hours in front of a computer or a piece of paper, and don’t get up, even if you’re blocked or don’t know what’s going to happen next or you don’t know what the next sentence should be. You’re like a donkey, you just keep plodding. And that quality of stubbornness and perseverance is really important.” How do you like that? Your bestselling novel isn’t going to write itself.
Even Toni Morrison gets stuck. Her advice? “When I sit down in order to write, sometimes it’s there; sometimes it’s not. But that doesn’t bother me anymore. I tell my students there is such a thing as ‘writer’s block,’ and they should respect it. You shouldn’t write through it. It’s blocked because it ought to be blocked, because you haven’t got it right now.”
And, finally, a last bit of advice from F. Scott Fitzgerald that reminds us how tough the writer life can be. “Work like hell! I had 122 rejection slips before I sold a story.”

Summer Plans and Open Mics

As this spring semester comes to a close, many of us are preparing to begin our summer plans. For some, this means hanging around Holland, starting an internship, or perhaps even studying abroad. But for others, the summer may not look so hopeful. If you are anything like me, planning for the summer can seem like a daunting task. It can be difficult to meet the early application deadlines, find housing arrangements, or even to find the right job in the first place. So if you are looking ahead at a summer with no real plans, don’t get discouraged!
While I am not trying to discount the importance of something like securing an internship, I do want to use this blog post to remind you that a seemingly empty summer is not the end of the world. Give yourself grace.  Remember that life does not only consist of ups, and that the downs are necessary for growth. Seize the day, but try not to put an unreasonable amount of pressure on yourself. Also remember that the worst thing you can do is nothing at all – if you are worried that it’s too late to begin planning, try anyways. However, if you do wind up back home for the summer, do not look at this as a failure. Take this opportunity to plan for the next summer, decide now what you want to do and get a head start.  Build on your portfolio; write a book or teach yourself a new skill.  Bottom line: stay active and hopeful – things will only become a failure if you let them.
 Thanks for reading, and remember that the Opus Open Mic Night is THIS TUESDAY at 7:00pm in the Depree Art Gallery. And it’s not too late to sign up! Send us an email at if you would like to read and share your art with us!
Hang in there, only 3 weeks left!
Grace Hulderman
Poetry Editor