As a writer, occasionally you sit back, read what you have just written on the page, and declare — “Yeah, that’s good.” It is at those infrequent and exceptional moments when you feel that you are doing what you are intended to be doing — writing.
So it was yesterday morning with the second collection of Little Red Bear’s adventure stories, “The Second Holler Over!”
With the next collection of short stories well more than halfway completed, a new inspiration came to me stepping out of my morning shower. It was so strong and
compelling that a planned breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast was scratched in favor of a dry bowl of Frosted Mini-Wheats cereal to munch on in order to set to work immediately, not to lose the revelation.
Initial thoughts were quickly added to the end of the second story, already written. Then they were refined, edited, refined, and edited again. Over and over thru the morning. My normal process of writing, editing as I go.
When finished hours later just in time for lunch, I re-read what I feel are the twelve most well-crafted and impactful paragraphs I have ever written. Twelve short paragraphs linking two adversaries, establishing an ominous tone, and underpinning all subsequent themed action to follow in the ensuing stories and coming books.
Admittedly not one to be easily impressed, I myself felt the impact of the new addition on the stories and was moved. Where the sudden inspiration for the addition to something that was already “finished” came from, heaven only knows. Literally, perhaps.
And after years of progressive study, reading and examining the works of others, writing, editing, more writing, more editing, rewrite work and more, it
suddenly occurs to you over a lunchtime fruit smoothie a few minutes later that your writing ability, just maybe, has taken another small step forward to being truly proficient at what you do. And, yeah — that’s good.
If you are interested in what the twelve paragraphs were, you will need to wait until “The Adventures of Little Red Bear: The Second Holler Over!” is available in the fall. They will be the closing paragraphs of the second story, entitled “The Great Bramble Scramble.” I hope you are moved by them, too.
If new to Little Red Bear and his adventure stories, right now in the midst of summer reading season while even the leaves on trees seem to be melting on some days, it would be a good time for catching up with all the prior action, since the short stories run in sequence. “The Adventures of Little Red Bear: The First Holler!” is available in both Print and eBook versions on Amazon. The book will also be available in a Large Print version soon, as requested by numerous senior fans of Little Red Bear.
By this time, a few may be thinking “this guy is a bit full of himself.” But to conclude that would be to miss the real point.
Whether our main activity and focus be on career, child-rearing, hobby pursuit, or
personal passion like my writing is for me, often as we go along it can seem like we ourselves are Sisyphus reincarnate, doomed to repeatedly push a huge boulder up a steep hill, endlessly for eternity, only to have it roll back to the bottom each time, never progressing or making a difference. The view on life’s treadmill can become monotonous and seem unchanging.
It is beneficial to be aware and recognize special moments when they present themselves, to press the “Pause” button, step off and realize that we have done something out of the ordinary, above and beyond expectations. To savor the accomplishment and personally acknowledge that yes indeed, we are making progress on our journey, however small it may be. A step forward is however measured, a step forward nonetheless.
And then, purpose reaffirmed and heartened a bit, we get back at it with a refreshed energy and spirit to move forward another step. And then another.
Pause occasionally, to savor a special moment.
Thanks for visiting with us! We never know what very special surprise or revelation may be awaiting us as we begin each new day. 
We hope that whatever your passion and pursuit in life, that you may also experience such uplifting and reaffirming moments. So that you too, can say — “Yeah, that’s good.”
What can you do to help someone find a happy moment today? Share your smile or a kind gesture? Or an unexpected flower, perhaps?
A simple act of kindness has the power to be life-altering for someone. That is pretty special in itself, don’t you think? — Jim (and Red!)
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ruptured the biceps distal tendon below the elbow in my right (primary) arm the last week of November when lifting a ridiculously (now looking back) heavy box unpacking, resulting in surgery on December 7th to repair and reattach the totally shredded and displaced tendon to the radius bone below the elbow. Two separate incisions, drilling, a washer, pins, and assorted medical magic and miracles.
(Doing well, that is, with the notable exception of being able to eat soup without embarrassment and adding to the laundry pile. 



Recipes” specials for holidays and seasons thru the year, with a few additional now and then concentrating on one dish and variations. Stay tuned.






who they are, and frequently somewhat of a backstory. In this case, the only thing to come thru was the name — Mickey or Mickie McJibbers.
absolutely no help, obviously not very self-aware at this point, either.



My earliest memories of hummingbirds from many years ago recall the stern admonition and warning from my Mother, taking a page from the ‘Mother’s Guide to Eyes & BB Guns’ — “Don’t go anywhere near the hummingbirds or bother them. They’ll poke your eye out with that bill of theirs!” 


thirst and maintain energy. Flowering plants for the hummingbirds are much more numerous and available during the summer months, so providing an early supplementary food source with a hummingbird feeder can help them get thru leaner spells in springtime when flowers and natural food sources are not yet as numerous.
lots of red to get their attention and attract them to your feeder.


attract them. Some feeders have built-in water moats which protect against ants contaminating the nectar, and some have screens over openings which only allow the hummingbird’s long tongue to enter, keeping bees and other insects out.








