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Ten of My Favorite Leslie Meier Quotes
Leslie Meier, a writer whom I am guessing you love? Here are our 10 best Leslie Meier quotes for you to enjoy. At Australia Unwrapped we believe every book has at least one quotable line, and our mission is to find them all. Here you will find Leslie Meier’s top 10 popular and famous quotes. Like every good writer Leslie Meier made a number of memorable quotes, here are some of our favorites:
About Leslie Meier
When I attended graduate classes at Bridgewater State College in the late 1980s, I started writing. My goal was to become a high school English teacher, and one of the required courses was Writing and the Teaching of Writing. My professor suggested I send a paper I wrote for that course to Ellery Queen’s Mystery Magazine’s Department of First Stories because it was good enough to be published. I got $100 for the story and I’ve been writing ever since. Teaching, however, did not work out
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Popular Quotes
“minnie balls”
― Leslie Meier, Birthday Party Murder
“It all must have cost a fortune, guessed Lucy, who had lost track of the actual total sometime around December 18. Oh, sure, it had been great fun for the hour or two it took to open all the presents, but those credit card balances would linger for months. And what was she going to do about the letter? It was from the financial aid office at Chamberlain College advising her that they had reviewed the family’s finances and had cut Elizabeth’s aid package by ten thousand dollars. That meant they had to come up with the money or Elizabeth would have to leave school. She guiltily fingered the diamond studs Bill had surprised her with, saying they were a reward for all the Christmases he was only able to give her a handmade coupon book of promises after they finished buying presents for the kids. It was a lovely gesture, but she knew they couldn’t really afford it. She wasn’t even sure he had work lined up for the winter.”
― Leslie Meier, New Year’s Eve Murder
“Maybe he was just a crazy guy who liked funerals.” Phyllis was applying polish topcoat with all the care of Michelangelo painting the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. “Nobody goes to funerals for fun,” said Lucy,”
― Leslie Meier, Bake Sale Murder
“She marched along, wondering how it could be that some people had to work their fingers to the bone and risk their lives in order to make a living and others could just sail around in the lap of luxury.”
― Leslie Meier, Wedding Day Murder
“After all, moms were appreciated only on Mother’s Day. That’s why they invented it. So they could treat you like a household appliance the rest of the year.”
― Leslie Meier, Back to School Murder
“I want that at my funeral,” said Pam. “I want to be carried out on the shoulders of six stalwart young men. Preferably in loincloths.”
― Leslie Meier, Birthday Party Murder
“It was the eternal conundrum. Time passed too slowly, and then it was over too quickly. Hurry up and die.”
― Leslie Meier, Father’s Day Murder
“Lucy Stone wasn’t usually a clock watcher. Time didn’t pass slowly for her; it galloped ahead of her.”
― Leslie Meier, Star Spangled Murder
“Envy’s a green-eyed monster that comes hissing hot from hell.”
― Leslie Meier, Easter Bunny Murder
“If looks could kill, she’d be a dead woman.”
― Leslie Meier, Father’s Day Murder
10 Famous Quotes by Author Leslie Meier
Quotes for all, here you found our selection of 10 Leslie Meier quotes. Make sure you help by commenting your best Leslie Meier quote below and sharing our favorite authors so we can look them up, read some of their works and give you the best quotes we can find. We hope you enjoyed our top 10 quotes by Leslie Meier. However, feel free to comment below if you disagree or would like to include some other great and memorable Leslie Meier quotes in our list.
One Final Bonus – Leslie Meier Quote
“friends had started hanging around. Franny could feel her stomach hardening and twisting into knots when they arrived, pushing and shoving one another and tripping over their huge basketball shoes. It was a wonder they didn’t knock over a display rack or topple one of the neatly stacked pyramids of paint cans. They seemed to be everywhere at once, and she couldn’t possibly keep an eye on all of them. Actually, she was a little afraid of them. While they dressed like kids, she knew they were actually young men. They were bigger than she was and full of rough male energy. From what she observed it seemed Ben was their leader and they were reporting to him. She was sure they were up to no good. Their whispered conversation was full of winks and nudges, and they constantly checked over their shoulders to see if they were being overheard. She tried to keep her distance, but if she had to approach them to help a customer, she noticed they would move away or fall silent. Whenever Mr. Slack appeared, they disappeared. Returning to the invoices, Franny went through them one more time. She couldn’t understand it. According to the paperwork, the store had received enough batteries to last through the summer, based on her best estimate using last year’s figures. They’d gotten twenty boxes each of AA and D batteries, the most popular sellers, and ten boxes each of the other sizes. Last week she’d noticed the display rack was nearly empty, and she’d asked Ben to fill it. “Can’t,” he’d said, avoiding her eyes. “They’re all gone.” “There should be plenty in the storeroom,” she’d insisted, looking curiously at his two buddies, who were lounging by the paint display. They seemed to find the conversation extremely amusing. “Go check again.” “There’s no point. I’m telling you, they’re all gone. Look, I’m taking a break now,” he’d said, signaling his friends to follow him outside. Sure enough, she couldn’t find any batteries in the storeroom, either. She was sure they hadn’t been sold; she would have noticed the unusual number of sales and ordered more. Where had they gone? It was very disturbing, especially since she’d been having such a hard time lately making up the bank deposit. That was always the first task of the day. She would take the previous day’s take out of the safe and add up the checks and cash, square them with the total sales figure, and fill out the deposit slip. Then Mr. Slack would put the whole business in a blue vinyl zippered pouch and take it to the red-brick bank across the street. For the past few weeks, however, she hadn’t been able to get the figures to match, even though”
― Leslie Meier, Tippy Toe Murder
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