This is the problem with King. He's written so much that it's impossible to even recollect whether you actually read some of his stories or not.
Either King has stopped exercising self-criticism after he got his first book out, or he just stopped caring either way.
Now, I'm all for self-therapy, I just fail to see why it has to mean that everything must get published? This world is full of redundant books that are essentially all about escapism.
King is a storyteller, for sure. But is he a writer who has anything worthwhile to say? I fear he's mostly just indifferent.