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!

  • XX is greater than XY (My latest NeXt article)

    My article about female-fronted bands that I wrote for NeXt. Read more

  • Cheesy eggs

    Words of wisdom spoken to me by my friend’s mother the other day really sunk in. We were talking about boys (what else?) as Carin and I sat at the island in her kitchen while her mother made cheesy scrambled eggs and toast for us (I love her =D). “Wow, I cannot believe that those Read more

  • Tales of the evil cupboard…RIP

    The Death Cupboard has claimed yet another life. What is this Death Cupboard of which you speak, Emily? Well, the Death Cupboard is a rather handy storage unit located in our kitchen within the island… but it is known for taking lives one by one. Not human lives, but the lives of my beloved glass Read more

  • All grown up

    The boys are home for Thanksgiving. It’s as if Adam has been awakened from a long slumber. His best friends are home, and they are suddenly little boys again. He was so excited to have them home that he cleaned out the basement so they could play hockey together again. They used to include me Read more

  • This I believe…?

    I’ve decided to take a break from my knitting for a little while in order to come here to the Dell Lab at school and kick back with my blog. Colorful creations have flown out of my hands via knitting needles, and I honestly need a bit of a break before I return to them Read more

  • All out of lives

    Today was a sad day. After limping around the house for nearly a month, my cat was put to sleep. Though his name was Pumpkin, we always called him Kitty. Have you seen Kitty anywhere? Yes, just Kitty. A month ago my mother noticed that poor Pumpkin was limping around the house, careful to not Read more