millennial blog project

millennial blog project

I won’t sit idly by and watch my life pass before my eyes

A millennial’s coming-of-age story

My name is Emily and I’m 30 years old. I’ve been writing on this blog in fits and spurts since I was 14, originally as “Blackbyrd” on blackbyrd.wordpress.com. I’ve long been enamored by the written word and have scribbled poems and sonnets in countless notebooks since I was 7.

Today I’m a classically trained journalist who has built a successful career in corporate marketing. On this blog I write about my musings while traveling all over the world and riding my bike.

Welcome to my never-ending coming-of-age story.

Thanks for visiting!

  • Five minutes ago

    This tab has been up on my computer now for a solid 30 minutes. Time to write and fill the white space, huh? But, try as I might, I can’t get this worded correctly and succinctly. So another five minutes passes. And I’m no closer to writing this than I was five minutes ago. Here Read more

  • From “dumb” to “smart”

    I’m pissed. Excited? Sure. But still pissed. My Samsung Intensity II has become obsolete. It’s a blue, plastic dumbphone, capable of nothing but text messaging, making phone calls and receiving voicemails. Fifteen-year-old Emily would be thrilled to have this phone, but 19-year-old Emily knows that it is no longer practical. And she hates Verizon Wireless Read more

  • Sibling camaraderie

    There will be no Easter egg hunt tomorrow. Oh, and I didn’t buy much candy to put in the Easter baskets, thus I have no jelly beans. Coloring eggs? Forget it. I’m not buying the kit.   …all of the above from my mother. And I’m okay with it. “When do we even stop doing Easter Read more

  • 2.5 months later…

    I’m still upside down. But I’m on top of the world. On the very first day of 2013, I sat at our antique kitchen table across from my brother Adam. MacBook Pros out, Grouplove playing, coffee in hand(s). He surfed the web for music while I began my summer internship search. With help from my Read more

  • Get over it

    A friend in high school wore a shirt to school one day our senior year that said “SOME CHICKS MARRY CHICKS. GET OVER IT.” So, get over it. It’s not fair for homosexuals to grow up in a world full of heterosexual people who are so against them. What business is it of yours if Read more

  • 99-cent Barry Manilow

    He said it made his day.  I lugged the record player and the bag full of records up the stairs and entered their townhouse. Kuz and I had picked out a small collection of vinyls to bring back, much to his roommates’ delight. Especially our friend Kevin. His face lit up when I gave him Read more