Why sucking is sometimes good.

I had a hard deadline today to finish a commissioned treatment of a new project that I started working on a few months ago. 

To be honest, I've been procrastinating on this project like a junior high school student with algebra homework.

It's not because I don't like the project.  I love it.  I was putting it off because I didn't have answers to a couple of the big questions that I needed in order to write the treatment.

I finally sat down on Sat. and Sun. and forced myself to answer those questions somehow, because I did have a deadline, after all.  I had no choice but to finish.

You know what?  I came up with something, because I had to, and I finished the treatment.

Is it perfect?  No.  In fact, it may even suck. 

But I'd take something that sucks over nothing any day of the week. 

Because something can get better. Nothing just goes nowhere.