I honestly don’t have a process. My life operates on barely organized chaos and my writing mimics this. I joke with my family about my brain being a bag of feral cats and my days are spent wrangling them. I’m a total pantser, which means I don’t plot, I sit down at the computer and just see where the story takes me. I never usually know how a book is going to end. Though, sometimes all I know is the end and then I have to write backwards. Every book demands something a little different from me.