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Who Does Your World Revolve Around?



Who Does Your World Revolve Around?

By Author Donna Jean McDunn

“If your world revolves around you, it’s a very small world. But if it revolves around others, then it’s limitless.” – Master Betsy Steven’s, a sixth degree black belt

 I ran across this quote and thought wow, so I wrote it in the back of my address book. I put it there a long time ago so I could read it often…and then promptly forgot about it.

 Have you found a quote that’s made you sit up and think? One that made you say, wow! One you wanted to remember? If so, then you probably wrote it down or copied it, and like me, stuck it somewhere…and then forgot about it? Maybe, like me you found it unexpectedly while looking for something totally different and it still made you say, wow!

 When I read those words above, they made me question my life and ask myself some thought provoking questions. (Isn’t that why we save stuff like that?) What exactly is my world? Who’s in it and why? Do I want everything to revolve around me? Am I concerned about others? Do I go out of my way to make other people feel good about themselves? Am I willing to step out of my comfort zone to help others, even strangers?

 I think for many, many years, I hid behind my shyness. I know there are some who know me now, and they’re thinking, “What shyness?” The truth is I’ve fought being shy my entire life. I remember as a little girl, hiding behind my mom when a neighbor lady talked to me. I never knew what to say, so I didn’t say anything. I’d rather be alone than be with other people I didn’t know, or go somewhere I’d never been, because what if I said or did something I shouldn’t. People might get mad at me or even laugh and make fun of me.

 It wasn’t until I was nearly an adult that I began to understand other people often feel the same way and they are sometimes thought of as conceited or a snob, when in reality, they are afraid. (Of course there are conceited snobs everywhere.) I didn’t want to be one of them and I didn’t want anyone to think I was.

 Do you ever wonder if shyness is a fear of making mistakes, or a fear of being laughed at, or maybe it’s a fear of being hurt either physically or emotionally? If not, what do you believe shyness really is? Are you shy, and if so, what do you do when you feel a case of shyness coming on? How do you handle it? Do you hide behind your mother’s skirts like I did?

 I’ve learned to face it head on. I ask myself, what could this person or this place do to me? Now, if there are killers and drug addicts where you are or if the person you just met is really dangerous, like a serial killer or rapist, then the fear is legitimate, but if that person or the people there, are just ordinary human beings, probably facing the same fears you are, then look them in the eye, smile, think of something nice to say and say it.

 “Hello, my you have lovely hair.”

 Or “I love your shoes. They’re so cute.” (I love shoes.)

 Or you can even comment on the weather, but you can only use that one if you’ve already tried to think of something better to say and couldn’t.

 I guess what I’m getting at, is we are all in this life together. If we allow fear or shyness or anything else, to hold us back from helping others in whatever possible way we can, then our world is very small and will stay that way.

 I’ve been trying very hard to make my world limitless. This blog is a small start. I try to comment on Facebook and Twitter and I read other peoples blogs and leave comments. It sounds easy, but for me it wasn’t. I had to step out of my comfort zone, but now my small world is growing and soon I hope it will be limitless.

 So what size is your world? Is it very small or is it limitless? Only you can answer that question.

 As always, I appreciate your opinions, comments or questions. Please leave your blog address or where you can be found on Facebook or Twitter and I will return the favor by leaving a comment, follow, like, or Tweet in return.

  It’s been said that writing is a lonely business and that’s true, but if we writers and readers continue to support one another, then we are no longer alone. I’d love to hear from you.

 Some of my work can be found online: Last year my children’s story “Pack Leader” was published by Knowonder.com.

 I also have a children’s story, “The Golden Stallion” online at www.storiesthatlift.com. Once on the site click on the Story Library and then Children’s Stories.

In May 2012, my children’s story, “Gus’ Big Adventure” was published at Bumples Magazine. http://www.bumples.com/ 

Sometime in June 2012, my first adult short story, “Saving Katie” will be published at www.thepinkchameleon.com.


Serial Killers Are Real

What do you like to read? I love mysteries, anything paranormal, romance of course and…well…anything about serial killers. I don’t know what it is about them that fascinate me so much. There are movies, TV shows, books and even plays about serial killers. Online there are literally hundreds maybe even thousands of websites discussing them. Obviously I’m not alone with my curiosity. Thousands of others can’t seem to learn enough either. Maybe that’s because a normal person could never really understand that urge to kill.

My favorite TV show is “Criminal Minds” and from watching the show and reading all about serial killers on the Internet, I have learned there are many different kinds of serial killers, each with a different set of traits that distinguish them from other killers. There are copycat killers of course, but normally, no two are totally alike.

Research has led me to believe that serial killers kill because something inside them drives them to do it (It’s that urge I spoke of earlier).  A true serial killer feels no remorse or sympathy for what, he, the killer has done to his victims. It’s usually agreed upon that it takes 3-5 kills before the killer is considered a serial killer. But I think most law enforcement officers, suspects almost from the first victim’s death, something isn’t quite right about this person’s demise, and isn’t completely surprised when a new body is found with startling similarities.

Most serial killers work alone. Ted Bundy, one of the most famous killers of all time, worked alone, singling out young women. His kills ranged in age from junior high girls to college. Unlike many serial killers, Bundy’s victims were high-risk kills and he often killed them in their beds. But he wasn’t afraid to find them in parking lots or walking on the streets alone. He would pretend to be injured in some way to gain their sympathy and then abduct them by overpowering them or knocking them out.

Other serial killers choose victims no one would miss, such as prostitutes. Usually he would take them somewhere the killer felt safe, so he could take his time and enjoy torturing before the kill. And still others target young children. (The worst kind in my humble opinion)

Many serial killers stalk their victims for weeks, months and even years, before killing them. The stalker learns the person’s routines so he’ll know the safest time to strike. That’s what Dennis Rader, BTK (Bind, Torture Kill), the notorious killer fromWichita,Kansasdid. He took great pride in all his endeavors. Some who knew BTK described him as a control freak and he described the people he killed as “his projects”. He also took personal items, such as panties for souvenirs. His victims were mostly women living alone, but his first kill was a family of four. The youngest victim, Joseph was only nine years old and his older sister, Josephine was eleven, she was the last to die after watching her parents and little brother die. 

By now you’re probably wondering what all of this has to do with what I like to write. I don’t write about true crime. I write fiction. Serial killers are a treasure trove of scary. Nothing scares me more than a human, stalking another human as prey just for the pleasure of torturing and killing them.

I feature stalkers and serial killers in my stories, because they add a true element of fear, because they do exist and that knowledge is scarier than any made up monster could possibly be.

What about you? What scares you and sends your imagination into overdrive?


If you’re interested: Here’s a direct link to my children’s story “Pack Leader” at Knowonder Magazine. http://www.knowonder.com/2011/11/03/pack-leader-short-bedtime-stories/ I also have a children’s story, “The Golden Stallion” online at www.storiesthatlift.com. Once on the site click on the Story Library and then Children’s Stories. In June I’ll have my first adult short story, “Saving Katie” published at www.thepinkchameleon.com for you to check outImage.