Thea and Bruce get back together.

And Angelata's broken-hearted.

(These events are unrelated)

Our gorgeous songs - so long we've waited for them to arrive.
Now they're here just as we asked and lovely and elegant and we're proud of them and ... what??

What now???
Nothing.

Nobody falls from the sky to help us record them and most of our friends don't even really want to listen except out of duty which is dumb because if they did just listen they would probably LIKE them but short of anonymously recording them somehow (magic is involved) and having them accidentally hear them (this involves technical skills as well as magic and probably breaking and entering) and declare "how wonderful" BEFORE they realise they're THOSE SONGS... how will anyone ever except God know if they would have liked them without knowing me.

And would it really matter if they didn't?

No.
I had assumed there would be some kind of clear next step.
Instead I'm stuck obsessing on the key shift in the trickiest song and waiting for something to happen to me. At some point that niggling problem will be resolved and I expect I'll just pack them up and not bother with them again (note: dramatic effect, do not worry, we are far too in love with our songs for this to be a genuine possibility at this stage).

And there's a whole new world of human anguish to plunder in recent events...
Misery - that's a treasure trove for song writers, isn't it?