After I finished a few dozen maps I chose the maps with the best personality and started room descriptions. There was no logic or theme to the dungeons, just rooms with monsters and loot. Blink dogs next to a room of ogres next to a hallway of Type 2 demons with an alcove where Beelzebub lounged. Didn’t matter how ridiculous it was, it was cool. I was doing it. I was making dungeons.
With map mapped, descriptions described, I thought I was ready but it didn’t feel right. Back into my mother’s supply closet I went. Good god all mighty, a box of manila folders. She said take them. So I borrowed her stapler and stapled my map to the inside of the folder. There was room on the other side. So I made up a wandering monster table on her electric typewriter and stapled it there. I set the folder on its side and wa-la, I had a cardboard screen just like those TSR modules.
I walked the school halls with my homemade modules waiting for a study hall to break them out. I had one dungeon called the Taps Six Dungeon. It got kinda famous in my school. Everyone wanted to go through it. They wanted to know what the name meant. I just smiled and said there is only one way to find out. Actually, it didn’t mean a damn thing. I just thought it was a cool name.
So thanks to the supply closet at my mom’s office, my career in developing dungeons then eventually world building started. And being that it's Mother’s Day, I want to give a huge thanks to you mom, for allowing me to raid your office closet, and understanding and allowing me to indulge in this weird hobby I really love.