Hello at all,
I love to write my stories but I do never ended one because there is something very strange.
When ever I start a new story, no matter which genre I decide to use, after 20 pages the first elven character sneaks in. I don’t know why. And I can’t do anything against it.
Has anyone seen some similar Phenomenon bevor ?
I thought about it, and I think the only solution is to use this in some kind, because it can’t be avoided.
Greets
Jan
You’re assuming that most genres don’t justify the inclusion of elves.
But we’re talking about fiction, right? There’s no such rule. Some people write “cat crime” (seriously).
Accept your fate and use it to your advantage.
Cat Crime ? Really ?
Of cause we talk about fiction. But you´re right, maybe i should simply should not stop and write on, after the elven character came in. Simply looking how it goes on. Until now i stopped every time.
Either that or write a character who always imagines an elven character, just as does the author. 
You mean to use it in some kind of Framework-Story, like showing the elven character as the character who is “Sitting somewhere and telling the story” ? That could be a nice solution.
I was thinking of something a little different, but your idea is strong, too. 
If an elven character always ends up as part of your writing, that is most certainly because you like it and that’s where your inspiration goes.
Nothing wrong with that. And nothing wrong with having fairy tales characters in your stories.
It likely worries you more than it could potentially annoy any reader.
If you are uncertain, perhaps make it your Dali’s ant.
Perhaps, also, if you go all the way through with one novel or short-story, it’ll stop. Give your character what he/she wants, perhaps that’ll quiet him/her down.
Yup. Amazon.com : Cat Mystery Books
The stories are the same, no matter if the characters are humans, elves, aliens, cats… Although it would be weird if being that didn’t change the way they act (special abilities / shortcomings). But that’s a pro.
Why? Because it was “too unrealistic”? Or was the character simply overpowered? Or was it just the manifestation of your fears? If you can’t finish, you can’t fail. Comes in many disguises and ear sizes.
I made a little try with starting a Framework Story. I Never used that kind of writing-tool before. But ok every thing starts at a dot. The text wich you can read here, is translatet by an AI, because i wrote the original in German, my home-language. I will post the orignal text as well, if wanted.
<— The hail storm that had been plaguing the land for nearly two days was, fortunately, somewhat muffled by the trees and undergrowth in the woods of Aloriae, but it was still highly unpleasant when one was, like Alariel, forced to travel on foot. She had left her horse in the stable of an inn in the last village, run by her friend Serenya, just before the storm began. It was also Serenya who had described the way to the tavern Alariel was now heading towards. Alariel trudged on through the forest, with nothing but her weather cloak and her shoulder bag.
The next time she raised her head to gauge the path, she saw the quarrystone house in the distance, and the light of oil lamps glowing from the windows. Another quarter of an hour, she thought to herself, already looking forward to a place that was warm. No matter what it might look like otherwise.
When Alariel arrived at the tavern and tried to enter, the door was locked. At first, she thought it was the resistance caused by the storm, but no—after a brief inward movement, the door struck a hard resistance. A barred interior bolt.
Alariel showed herself at the window and knocked firmly once or twice until someone finally noticed her. A man gestured with his hand toward the back wall of the tavern, while simultaneously waving to another person behind the counter whom Alariel could not make out. Alariel understood immediately and made her way around to the back of the house. Arriving there, she saw a much smaller door, upon which she didn’t even have to knock. An elderly woman opened it. Alariel stepped inside and asked the lady, “Why the back door?” The lady closed the door at once and slid the interior bolt into place here as well, before she replied:
“The storm! It isn’t as bad here in the woods as it is up in the mountains. But when the storm truly gets going, it forces the doors open if they aren’t bolted shut. But come inside first, my name is Elyndaria. And you are?”
“My name is Alariel,” she replied, and then asked, “Do you still have a vacancy?” Elyndaria said, “No, the only room left is more of a storage closet, I’d rather not call it a room. But we can talk about that later. Now, come along to the front. It is warm and bright there.”
There were no free tables left, but there was a corner table near the window occupied only by the gentleman who had directed her to the back door a few minutes ago.
She said, “Thank you for drawing Elyndaria’s attention to me. May I sit with you?”
After a brief hesitation, he replied, “Yes, please, have a seat. My name is Kael.”
She answered, “I am Alariel, and I was caught by the storm on my way to Larythis.”
Kael: “You are on your way to Larythis? You still have quite a long journey ahead of you, then. Especially since you are traveling on foot. How is it that you aren’t traveling by carriage? Even with one, the journey takes more than three weeks. On foot? I’d rather not even think about it.”
Alariel: “That is a story at least as long as the road to Larythis.”
Kael: “We have time. The storm can last a whole week.”
“Very well,” Alariel said. And after she had consumed a hearty meal of eggs, peas, and beans, along with half a pot of hot fruit tea, she began to tell her tale:
—This is where the inner story begins— —>
I like this as an approach. I imagine you’ll switch from third-person to first-person for the story. I was intrigued by the preparations for a storm that can last a week–it gets me wanting to keep reading.
by Framework Story you mean a frame narrative.
more broadly, though, write whatever the hell you want.
since you asked about similar phenomena, for a while my unconscious thought it mandatory to have a pale dark-haired young woman always featured as main or secondary character. I no longer feel compelled to do this, though. I think I have told that character’s story now, though I may not have.
The german word for the this kind of “writing-tool” is “Rahmen-Geschichte” and it means a story of someone who is telling the main-story (maybe sitting in a Tavern or at a fire) which is then called “Binnen-Geschichte”. The only english word i know for the german word “Rahmen” is “Frame, or Framework” so that may be the reason for this missunderstanding.