About

Lisa Cach at Green Lake, with breeze

Lisa Cach, photo by Karla Thomas

So just what type of dame writes romance, anyway? Like most writers, I am above all a person who loves to read. From Jane Austen to Neal Stephenson, the Smithsonian to the Big Think website (I read the transcripts of the videos instead of watching them), I love to read for pleasure or for information, or more often for the two combined.

The wild front garden

When not reading or writing — or more likely, procrastinating writing (a.k.a. an essential part of the writing process, during which ideas ferment) — I can often be found out in the garden, obsessively rearranging plants and plucking weeds. I like the physical reality of gardening: I use my muscles, I get dirty, I create something I can look at. It’s a good antidote to the purely internal work of writing.

Cooking for guests at the family cabin.

My waterwise parking strip.

I also like to cook, to dabble with art, play the piano, have dinner with friends, volunteer at the zoo, and go for long walks with my husband.

Ah yes, the husband! I was 34 when I finally found the guy that I knew was The One. We were introduced by a mutual friend, and I knew even as she was describing him to me that this could be him. Apparently he felt the same way, because within three weeks of meeting face-to-face, we were engaged. Within eight months, we were married. The day after the wedding, I moved out of my mother’s house near Portland, Oregon, and into the one we had bought together in Seattle, Washington.

My hubs loves to read just as much as I do.

Yes, I was living with my mother. She had MS and Alzheimer’s, and I was her primary caregiver up until my marriage. Aie yai yai. Anyone reading this who has been through similar, you have my sympathies. My mother has since passed away, and my father died of cancer before I met my husband. My parents were social, outdoorsy people who didn’t really understand my drive to be a writer, but they supported me anyway. They both read my first book, a time-travel called “The Changeling Bride,” and my dad’s sole comment was: “I don’t like books where men wear lace.” My mother, already suffering from some dementia, was confused by the time travel element and asked me why they had TVs in the 1790s. But they were proud of me, and I’m grateful they lived to see their support of me pay off.

My educational and professional background, both things that once seemed important, now feel like they belong to another lifetime. But for those who are interested, here it is. I got a B.A. in English Literature from Mount Holyoke, a women’s college in Massachusetts. And no, it has no religious affiliation. It’s named after a nearby hill.

At the helm of the schooner, somewhere off the Yucatan.

Instead of going abroad junior year like most of my friends, I spent a semester doing oceanography and learning to sail with the Sea Education Association. After six weeks in Woods Hole, MA, we spent six weeks sailing a schooner and conducting research in the Caribbean. Sounds dreamy, doesn’t it? But I hated shipboard life, and for two years afterward would have nightmares that I was back on the boat. Worthwhile experience, though. I learned I didn’t want to be a scientist, and that I wasn’t the adventurer I might have thought I was.

The RV Westward, herself.

After college, I tried a graduate program in writing at the University of Southern California, but it didn’t suit me and I went home to Oregon. I tried and failed to get published, eventually gave up, and in a desperate bid to do something with my life I got a job teaching conversational English in Japan. Off I went, for a year that, like the sailboat experience, was often difficult but ultimately valuable, and I’m glad I did it. If you’re a young person with a chance to live abroad, I recommend it. It will change you in long-lasting ways.

Yes, that's me, dressed up as a maiko in Kyoto.

I came home and got a Master’s degree in Counseling Psychology, paid for with my earnings from Japan (lucky for me, the yen was high). After graduating, I worked for three years on the graveyard shift at a crisis line. I enjoyed it well enough, but wasn’t satisfied. My heart was turning me back towards writing, and I decided to try again. I wrote two more books, submitted them to publishers without an agent, and was working on a third book –and on the verge of giving up yet again, given all the rejection letters I was receiving– when I finally heard that Chris Keeslar at Dorchester Publishing was interested in “The Changeling Bride.” That moment was probably the happiest of my writing career, before or since. It had been nearly ten years from when I first started writing to when I sold that book. I finally felt that my writing had been validated, and when well-meaning people asked me that painful question, “Are you published?” I could finally say, “Yes! Yes! Yes!”


The original 1999 cover

The new 2010 re-release cover.

My writing career since has taken me from paranormals to chick lit to romantic erotica, and most recently to a young adult novel, “Wake Unto Me” (March 2011). I’m hoping to do more YA, as I enjoyed writing it so much, and I’m also taking a course on illustrating children’s books.

I don’t know what the future will bring, but I’m content for now to enjoy the present.

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