I love the language and word-based art of Argentinian artists Léon Ferrari and . Much of his work is illegible, but you make can out some of the letters and it is clear that it is text. Some of it, the text is quite clear, but very carefully placed on the page for aesthetic effect.
Sending off the paper, finally, with all the angst of ‘it’s probably still garbage’ and ‘I could do more work on it’, is a liberating feeling. That’s it, nothing more can be done. If it’s rubbish, so be it; if it needs works, the reviewers will tell you; but for the moment there is nothing else to be done. A blessed (if temporary) relief!