The audio version of the book is read by Rosenberg himself. He managed to avoid the annoying persistent mildly-psychotic caffeinated bravado that's ubiquitous i

The audio version of the book is read by Rosenberg himself. He managed to avoid the annoying persistent mildly-psychotic caffeinated bravado that's ubiquitous in ‘self-help’ audiobooks. It's rather a pleasure to listen to, just for his mild tone—even if he doesn't quite steer clear of other tropes. Can't remember any other book in the genre that sounded sincere instead of hopped-up, aside of David Lynch's reading of his “Big Fish”—but he's a different kind of writer anyway. Though, “Why We Sleep” and Guy Meadows' “The Sleep Book” might count, probably because they're more of informing instead of peddling.