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!

  • Good riddance, 2011

    Dear 2011, You have been the toughest year of my life (thus far). There are many more to come, but as of now, you’ve sucked the most. You started off shitty and barely improved. You are present on countless headstones and funeral programs. It wasn’t often that I saw you written down on something pleasant. Read more

  • That Bug

    “You and that Bug,” he said, looking at me over his spectacles. It’s the customary look received upon stepping into his office (for me, anyway). Yep. That Bug and me. The perfect pair. I had my mom’s Suzuki Forenza today, and she took Bubbles. Why? Because I feared Bubbles lacked room to haul Adam and Read more

  • Jogging memories

    It’s funny how using one or more of your five senses can jog your memory. A sound or song can take you back to something that happened while you were listening to it. If you happen to catch a TV show you viewed as a child, you’ll probably go “Oh yeah! I remember that!” upon Read more

  • This could be a problem

    I just wikipedia’d Jenna Marbles (and you should, too!). She is from Rochester, NY and attended Brighton High School. That means that she was just 100 miles away from me when we were growing up. That might not seem like a big deal to you, but that just blew my mind. YouTube phenoms seem like Read more

  • A Billy Madison reference

    There’s something about how the keys sound on my Netbook that makes me want to write. Don’t get me wrong, I love my iMac, but the keys just don’t sound the same. I should be writing an essay for Chris, but I’m not. I’m just going to revisit an old habit of mine and put Read more

  • Lesson learned

    “I just don’t like your personality,” she said to me. “I can’t live with someone who is so judgmental.” I bit my tongue. I could have shot back with things I had nit picked; things that bugged me about her. But I didn’t. I acted as a shock absorber instead. If there’s one thing I Read more