I started eighth grade in 1972 when Title IX was enacted.

Red head girl with brown glass, 1971

Did Title IX help with my self-promotion? No.

For too long the education amendment remained in infancy with small impact on our schools and sports and education programs. Forty years later and there is still disparity in the distribution of funds between female vs. male programs. But I digress.

Due to that disparity, many women of my generation were truly not brought up to promote self. Our school athletes—track, football, wrestling, basketball— were boys, all accustomed to the limelight, to having attention focused on them.

Girls were cheerleaders, color guard, band members. Female basketball and volleyball were just getting started. There is nothing wrong with any of these pursuits. However, the attention was always us as a group, not as an individual scoring points. 

Self-Promotion can be Positive

Confidence helps with your contributions to the world. Self-assurance feeds positive behavior, reinforcing positive behavior.

The recent launch of Michael Connelly’s, The Burning Room, is very positive self-promotion. His PR was blatant, gutsy, unapologetic and fine with me. He has a great product to sell (as I am two-thirds through the book) and is happy to share that.

I’ve been blogging for four years. After a slow start, I got it down to a weekly blog. I’m not technical, so my ability to grow readership has only been through content and sharing it with people I know. My registration list is pathetically low. It wouldn’t impress a single agent. I tell myself I’m writing for the discipline of it—being responsible for a weekly blog is a big deal to me. Achieving it and having something to say each week, is a good thing. But without promoting it properly, my hard fought words are languishing in cyberspace.

Where is My Ability to Self-Promote?

Recent discussions on the topic with some women friends have made me realize it’s not only my problem. There is some ego-gene a lot of us are missing. Having that trait would provide us the pedestal from which to launch ourselves to greater and greater things. When I read Anne Morrow Lindbergh’s letters and diaries, I see this same lack in her. She was a well educated, upper class woman married to a national hero. Mrs. Lindbergh rubbed elbows with international bigwigs, sold numerous articles and books and yet always … always … there is this bit of self doubt that creeps through her honest words. I doubt if Charles ever wrote a sentence conveying that.

You out there who love the women in your life: your sisters, nieces, cousins, mothers, aunts, wives, friends…give them an extra boost today. Jolt them with a true compliment. Praise the things they do that enrich your lives. Give them flowers in celebration of who they are. Convince them to draw forth their inner warrior, the one lying still inside them and urge them to shout: I can win this battle! I am worth the fight! I can accomplish this goal!

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