What NPR calls 'Driveway Moments,' I suppose. Only I don't read and drive. And if I'm reading in the passenger seat, I can walk up to the house still reading, if need be. :->
That said, which bits of Bear's writing cause you to stop and stare at them, and (a) giggle, (b) cry, (c) marvel, (d) other? You'll know 'em when you see 'em.
Illustrative example: I just got to the scene in
Worldwired (p.198 in the aqua hymnal) containing the sentence, "I remember the good old days, when the recipient got to decide where her fucking e-mail went." As a former internet tech-support-tron, married to a sysadmin, I just had to giggle and GIGGLE and giggle. And read it to my husband. And giggle. And then I saw it was email from a dead man and the giggles were sucked out of me like smoke in Backdraft, and suddenly I felt like crying right along with Casey.
Hooyeah. Although even just the first part qualifies it for mention here. :-> Another, less wrenching example:
(T)here are a few dozen people in the glass-walled booths over our heads providing simultaneous translation on multiple-language channels, and I can access any one of them on my ear clip with a glance at a menu. I'm listening in French, because the interpreter has a sexy dark-chocolate voice and I like his Parisian accent better than the harsh midwestern drawl of the Chinese-to-English translator -- who is getting a workout today.
So, I showed you mine -- what're yours?