About Lida

The Compact

Like her heroine, Corrie Locke, Lida worked as an entertainment attorney for a film studio. Unlike her heroine, she wasn’t blackmailed into investigating the suspicious death of a co-worker. Lida has written numerous magazine and newspaper articles, a poem or two, and a teleplay. She shares her home with her family and an assortment of rescue dogs and uppity chickens.


The Ramble

For decades, Lida believed her birthplace to be North Hollywood, California. She liked that. She really did. North Hollywood hinted of bridled glamour and cocktail dresses without the need for the cocktail; it was a town that rubbed shoulders with Hollywood without being kinky or unrestrained. Then one day, she unexpectedly came across a copy of her birth certificate. She cooed over the tiny footprints that were once her own, until her gaze dropped on the words, “North Glendale Hospital.” Three questions popped into her mind:

  • Was Glendale large enough to be subdivided?
  • Wasn’t the north end called Burbank?
  • What happened to North Hollywood and the cocktail dresses?

Lida called her mother.

“Where was I born again?” she asked.

“A highly recommended, private birthing center – North Hollywood Hospital. Remember?”

She informed her mother that she was misinformed.

“Are you sure? Must have been the meds.”

Ever since that pivotal moment, Lida has been struggling to get in touch with her inner feelings. The sudden shift in birth locale made her question whether she was still the same person.  Who was she really?

Not willing to fork over the dough to see a therapist, Lida took up writing. She wrote about her animals and people, the city she lived in, and various escapades involving the animals, people and city. Then she wrote a few chapters of a historical novel, which won her a scholarship to attend the San Francisco Writers’ Conference. Which led her to harbor the faint, flickering hope that she could complete a mystery novel that could possibly entertain and engage a handful of readers. And she did. She really did. Who knew therapy could be such a blast?