R. J. Calder grew up enjoying the escapist fiction of yesteryear. As he aged, he watched the gradual demise of men's action adventure novels much like the steady demise of the buffalo in the American West. The lurid, pulpy adventures drew him in as a young man and allowed him to escape from the mundane. He is excited to create the same sense of cheap thrills in his writing as he had enjoyed in the musty, yellowed paperbacks from a bygone era.

He also likes cheese and rye whiskey. This is irrelevant to his writing interests.