In 1986, I was eighteen years old, attending art school, and working part time as an assistant manager at an arts and crafts store. While the job was not very exciting, it had two things going for it, the first that I could purchase all my art supplies for school at an employee discount, and the second, that up a small stairwell was a second floor classroom area which my friends and I would take over every Saturday evening to play Dungeons and Dragons.
More often then not, I as the alpha geek and leader of the group would play the role of “Dungeon Master”, or “DM”, which for those of you not in the know about Dungeons and Dragons, is the person who runs the adventure for the other players, sort of a combined narrator/referee, who in my case was also the author of the adventures as well. I loved being the DM, not so much because I liked running the games, which at times could feel a little like herding kittens, but because in creating the adventures I could let my imagination run wild, creating whole worlds populated with interesting and complex people, political intrigue, romantic entanglements, you name it. Read the rest of this entry »