Towards the end of my appointment with the sleep doctor, after he’d told me exactly what time I should go to bed every night and what time – exactly – I should wake, he suggested I put my iPod under my pillow, ready for the hours when I lie awake.
On the iPod, he said, should be something like ‘The History of the World.’
Goodness, I said. That’ll send me to sleep.
That’s the whole idea, he pointed out gently.
I hadn’t got around to doing that but I remembered it as a long-time writer buddy and I were exchanging emails about grammatical Continue reading