There are approximately 80 submissions pending, but I have stopped sending out pieces, and I am instead focusing on producing new work. Of course I would love to see every good thing I have ever done wind up published. That ought to go without saying. But I'm teaching myself to be a little more content with the sheer pleasure of the writing process, the effort it takes to try to make a complete polished story or essay. The ultimate goal is to write pieces I'm proud of.
The other day I read this in Montaigne's essay "On Solitude." He writes about a man "who was asked why he toiled so hard at an art which few could ever know about." The man responded, "For me a few are enough; one is enough; having none is enough." The man was content to do his art for the sake of doing it.