The Zero [NOOK Book]


The Zero is a groundbreaking novel, a darkly comic snapshot of our times that is already being compared to the works of Franz Kafka and Joseph Heller.

From its opening pages—when hero cop Brian Remy wakes up to find he's shot himself in the head—novelist Jess Walter takes us on a harrowing tour of a city and a country shuddering through the aftershocks of a devastating terrorist attack. As the smoke slowly clears, Remy finds that his memory is skipping, lurching between moments ...

See more details below
The Zero

Available on NOOK devices and apps  
  • NOOK Devices
  • Samsung Galaxy Tab 4 NOOK 7.0
  • Samsung Galaxy Tab 4 NOOK 10.1
  • NOOK HD Tablet
  • NOOK HD+ Tablet
  • NOOK eReaders
  • NOOK Color
  • NOOK Tablet
  • Tablet/Phone
  • NOOK for Windows 8 Tablet
  • NOOK for iOS
  • NOOK for Android
  • NOOK Kids for iPad
  • PC/Mac
  • NOOK for Windows 8
  • NOOK for PC
  • NOOK for Mac
  • NOOK for Web

Want a NOOK? Explore Now

NOOK Book (eBook)
$10.99 price


The Zero is a groundbreaking novel, a darkly comic snapshot of our times that is already being compared to the works of Franz Kafka and Joseph Heller.

From its opening pages—when hero cop Brian Remy wakes up to find he's shot himself in the head—novelist Jess Walter takes us on a harrowing tour of a city and a country shuddering through the aftershocks of a devastating terrorist attack. As the smoke slowly clears, Remy finds that his memory is skipping, lurching between moments of lucidity and days when he doesn't seem to be living his own life at all. The landscape around him is at once fractured and oddly familiar: a world dominated by a Machiavellian mayor known as "The Boss," and peopled by gawking celebrities, anguished policemen peddling First Responder cereal, and pink real estate divas hyping the spoils of tragedy. Remy himself has a new girlfriend he doesn't know, a son who pretends he's dead, and an unsettling new job chasing a trail of paper scraps for a shadowy intelligence agency known as the Department of Documentation. Whether that trail will lead Remy to an elusive terror cell—or send him circling back to himself—is only one of the questions posed by this provocative yet deeply human novel.

From a novelist of astounding talent, The Zero is an extraordinary story of how our trials become our transgressions, of how we forgive ourselves and whether or not we should.

Read More Show Less

Editorial Reviews

Janet Maslin
The best of The Zero breathes life into the author’s idea of post-9/11 life as a fever dream for its characters, "some kind of cultural illness they all shared." It wonders why that dream is so enveloping. This book’s heightened paranoia invites the asking of more questions, from why cellphones need to take pictures to why a piece of cake is so much more than its component parts.
— The New York Times
John McNally
Walter is an immensely talented writer. In April, his Citizen Vince won the Edgar Allan Poe Award for best novel, and now he's written a new thriller not only with a conscience but also full of dead-on insights into our culture and its parasitic response to a national tragedy.
— The Washington Post
Publishers Weekly

Walter's darkly satiric and surprisingly poignant novel about heroic policeman Brian Remy's nightmare journey through a post- 9/11 New York City, is given a flawless rendition by Graybill. Key to his success is the voice he has selected for the hapless, mind- and body-damaged Remy, who awakes from a failed suicide attempt with a head wound, a shattered memory and the slowly growing understanding that he's involved in a political plot as evil as it is bizarre. Walter's prose keeps Remy drifting from confusion to self-doubt, guilt and, eventually, outrage—and Graybill hits all the right notes as he adds the dimension of sound. He's just as effective in delineating the fragile otherworldly wistfulness of Remy's girlfriend, his boss's bombast, the self-absorbed nattering of his motor-mouth ex-partner-turned-TV-pitchman and an assortment of accents and attitudes from a cadre of sycophantic, sinister, sadistic and generally smarmy secret agents—both American and Middle Eastern. It's a brilliant teaming of the right narrator to the right material. Simultaneous release with the Regan hardcover (Reviews, July 24). (Sept.)

Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
Real-life events still strive to catch up with the imagination of Franz Kafka. Here, Walter has NYPD member Brian Remy awaken not as a bug but as the victim of an unsuccessful attempt on his own life, commemorated by a suicide note reading in its entirety, "Etc." He comes to in the nightmare of post-9/11 New York City, where his body is failing, his sight is afflicted by floaters, and his memory is subject to significant lapses. He is, in short, a mess and also an all too representative inhabitant of this brave new world, where the nation has morphed into a public relations firm and "The Boss" is determined to fight back, even at the cost of having each and every American sit through Tony and Tina's Wedding. Following his Edgar Award-winning Citizen Vince (with its alternate take on the Carter-Reagan debate), Walter goes from strength to strength, establishing himself as the current master of fractured U.S. history with all of the surrealism and black humor necessary for such an undertaking. Kafka would have to laugh (and we do, too). For all public libraries.-Bob Lunn, Kansas City P.L. Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Five days after 9/11, Brian Remy, hero cop, first responder, wanders his city like a shell-shocked pilgrim in this brilliant tour-de-force that's as heartrending as it is harrowing. Startled by an explosive noise, Remy's landlady threatens to call the police. "I am the police," Remy says, though he's not sure he spoke aloud. Nor is he sure that his gunshot scalp wound isn't self-inflicted. In the days and weeks that follow, Remy realizes he's sure of very little. There's a girl he's in love with-that much he knows-whose name he can't recall. He has a job, a recent government appointment, and he thinks it has something to do with the nation's security, but it's shadowy, and it scares him, because it seems to involve behavior that a part of him considers reprehensible. That's unsettling, too-that he's now being thrust into dark and unfamiliar places that have the potential to convert him into "the villain of his own story." Most troubling of all, though, are the gaps. "I can't keep track of anything anymore," he complains. But in the suddenly Kafkaesque world he inhabits, no one will listen to him. And so he lives his life through a series of mystifying vignettes. He'll find himself in bed with April, his lover, unable to remember how he got there. In the next moment, he's participating in an ugly interrogation. Or he's with his unlovely estranged wife. Or his traumatized ex-partner-a slipping in and slipping out, abrupt and inexplicable. Or is it all, in April's phrase, "a fever dream"?This is the breakout novel of a brave and talented young writer (Citizen Vance, 2005, etc.), though for some, it will seem so uncompromisingly chilling that it will be too much. First printing of 100,000
Galley Talk” Publishers Weekly
“Exquisitely written . . . Like a paranoid Being There, The Zero is suspenseful, satisfying and unforgettable.”
Nick Hornby
Praise for Citizen Vince:“Citizen Vince is fast, tough, thoughtful and funny. I loved this novel.”
“Galley Talk” Publishers Weekly
“Exquisitely written . . . Like a paranoid Being There, The Zero is suspenseful, satisfying and unforgettable.”
Los Angeles Times
Praise for Citizen Vince:“Wonderfully written… compelling.”
New York Times
Praise for Citizen Vince:“Entertaining… refreshing… [with] very wry precision and expert timing.”
Washington Post Book World
Praise for Over Tumbled Graves:“Riveting… An outstanding mystery debut.”
Entertainment Weekly
“This is political satire at its best: scathing, funny, dark. Grade: A.”
USA Today
“Aa satire/tragedy that Franz Kafka and Kurt Vonnegut Jr. might appreciate.”
“Perceptive, ingenious satire…fascinating and important”
Dallas Morning News
Praise for Over Tumbled Graves:“Suspenseful, challenging and intelligently written.”
Publishers Weekly
“Exquisitely written . . . Like a paranoid Being There, The Zero is suspenseful, satisfying and unforgettable.”
Read More Show Less

Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780061758041
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 10/13/2009
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 368
  • Sales rank: 135,019
  • File size: 803 KB

Meet the Author

Jess Walter

Jess Walter is the author of six novels, including the bestsellers Beautiful Ruins and The Financial Lives of the Poets, the National Book Award finalist The Zero, and Citizen Vince, the winner of the Edgar Award for best novel. His short fiction has appeared in Harper's, McSweeney's, and Playboy, as well as The Best American Short Stories and The Best American Nonrequired Reading. He lives in his hometown of Spokane, Washington.


Jess Walter is the author of four novels -- The Zero, a finalist for the 2006 National Book Award, Citizen Vince, winner of the 2005 Edgar Award for best novel, Land of the Blind and Over Tumbled Graves, a 2001 New York Times notable book -- as well as the nonfiction book Every Knee Shall Bow(rereleased as Ruby Ridge), a finalist for the PEN Center West literary nonfiction award in 1996.

A career journalist, Walter also writes short stories, essays and screenplays. He was the co-author of Christopher Darden's 1996 bestseller In Contempt. His work has appeared in Details, Playboy, Newsweek, the Washington Post and the Boston Globe.

His books have been published in sixteen countries and fourteen languages. He lives with his wife Anne and children, Brooklyn, Ava and Alec in Spokane, Washington.

Biography courtesy of the author's official web site.

Good To Know

Some interesting outtakes from our interview with Walter:

"I am one of the organizers of the largest outdoor basketball tournament in the world."

"I have been in one (1) independent movie for which I grew one (1) righteous mustache."

"I come from a family of failed cattle ranchers."

Read More Show Less
    1. Hometown:
      Spokane, Washington
    1. Date of Birth:
      July 20, 1965
    2. Place of Birth:
      Spokane, Washington
    1. Education:
      B.A., Eastern Washington University, 1987
    2. Website:

Read an Excerpt

The Zero

A Novel
By Jess Walter

HarperCollins Publishers, Inc.

Copyright © 2006 Jess Walter
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0060898658

Chapter One

They burst into the sky, every bird in creation, angry and agitated, awakened by the same primary thought, erupting in a white feathered cloudburst, anxious and graceful, angling in ever-tightening circles toward the ground, drifting close enough to touch, and then close enough to see that it wasn't a flock of birds at all--it was paper. Burning scraps of paper. All the little birds were paper. Fluttering and circling and growing bigger, falling bits and frantic sheets, some smoking, corners scorched, flaring in the open air until there was nothing left but a fine black edge . . . and then gone, a hole and nothing but the faint memory of smoke. Behind the burning flock came a great wail and a moan as seething black unfurled, the world inside out, birds beating against a roiling sky and in that moment everything that wasn't smoke was paper. And it was beautiful.

"Brian? Is everything okay in there?"

Brian Remy's eyes streaked and flaked and finally jimmied open to the floor of his apartment. He was lying on his side, panning across a fuzzy tree line of carpet fiber. From this, the world focused into being one piece at a time: Boots caked in dried mud. Pizza boxes. Newspapers. A glass. And something just out of range . . .

The flecks in his eyes alerted and scattered and his focus adjusted again: sorrow of sorrows, an empty Knob Creek bottle. They were both tipped over on their right sides on the rug, parallel to one another, the whiskey fifth and him. In this together, apparently. He told himself to breathe, and managed a rusty-lunged wheeze. He blinked and the streaks and floaters ran across his eyes for cover. Outside Remy's apartment, Mrs. Lubach yelled again. "Brian, I heard a bang! Is everything okay?"

Remy had heard no bang himself, although he tended to believe literalists like Mrs. Lubach. Anyway, a bang of some sort would explain the muffled ringing in his ears. And how it hurt to move his head. He strained to raise his chin and saw, to his right, just past the bottle, his handgun, inert and capable of nothing but lying among the crumbs and hairs on his carpet. If he waited long enough, a rubber-gloved hand would pick it up by the butt and drop it in a Ziploc, tagged and bagged--and him too, as long he didn't move, a bigger bag, but the same--thick plastic the last thing he smelled before the last sigh of the reefer truck door.

Mrs. Lubach's voice came muffled from behind the door: "Brian? I'm going to call the police."

"I am the police." His own voice was tinny and small inside his skull; he wasn't sure the words had actually come out of his mouth.


He sat up on the floor and looked around his studio apartment: collapsed futon, patched plaster walls, paint-sealed windows. He put his hand against the left side of his head. His hair was sticky and matted, as if he'd been lying in syrup. He pulled his hand away. Sure. Blood.

Okay. Coming together now.

He called to the door, louder: "Just a minute, Mrs. Lubach."

Brian Remy stood, queasy and weak, trying once again to find the loose string between cause and effect--long day, drink, sorrow, gunshot, fatigue. Or some other order. Steadied on the stove, he grabbed a dish towel and held its fringed end against his head. He looked back at the table and could see it all laid out before him, like the set of a student play. A kitchen chair was tipped over, and on the small table where he had been sitting, a self-determinate still life: rag, shot glass, gun oil, wire brush, note.

Okay. This was the problem. These gaps in his memory, or perhaps his life, a series of skips--long shredded tears, empty spaces where the explanations for the most basic things used to be. For a moment he tried to puzzle over it all, the way he might have considered a problem on the job. Cleaning oil might indicate an accident, but the note? What lunatic has ever written a note before . . .

Cleaning a gun?

He picked up the note: "Etc . . ."

Et cetera?

Well, that was funny. He didn't recall being so funny. And yet there it was, in his own handwriting. Okay. He was getting somewhere. Whatever had happened, whatever he'd done, it was funny. Remy stuffed the note in his pocket, then righted the chair and bent over to pick up his nine, wobbled, set the safety, and laid the gun gently on the table.


"I'm coming." He followed the path to the wall and put his finger in the fresh hole in the brick behind his chair. Then he stepped away from the wall and held the dish towel to his head, braced against a slithering jolt of pain, and when it passed, walked to the door. He opened it a crack on the hallway outside his apartment, Mrs. Lubach's orange face filling the gap between door and jamb.

"Brian? Is everything okay? It's three o'clock in the morning."

"Is it?"

"There are noise ordinances, Brian." Her voice echoed a split second behind the movement of her mouth, like a badly translated movie. "Rules," she continued. "And that bang. People work. We have jangly nerves, Brian. If you're not hurt, then it's inconsiderate, all that noise."

"What if I am hurt?"

Mrs. Lubach ignored him. "Just imagine what we thought that noise could have been." She was small and lean, with short straight white hair and wide features; her heavy makeup was painted on just a fraction off-center, giving her the look of a hastily painted figurine, or a foosball goalie. Before, she had been an accountant. Now, he thought he remembered, she wasn't sure what she would be. Would people just go back to the same jobs? As if nothing had happened? "For all we know the air might be combustible," she said now.


Excerpted from The Zero by Jess Walter Copyright © 2006 by Jess Walter. Excerpted by permission.
All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
Excerpts are provided by Dial-A-Book Inc. solely for the personal use of visitors to this web site.

Read More Show Less

Customer Reviews

Average Rating 4
( 14 )
Rating Distribution

5 Star


4 Star


3 Star


2 Star


1 Star


Your Rating:

Your Name: Create a Pen Name or

Barnes & Review Rules

Our reader reviews allow you to share your comments on titles you liked, or didn't, with others. By submitting an online review, you are representing to Barnes & that all information contained in your review is original and accurate in all respects, and that the submission of such content by you and the posting of such content by Barnes & does not and will not violate the rights of any third party. Please follow the rules below to help ensure that your review can be posted.

Reviews by Our Customers Under the Age of 13

We highly value and respect everyone's opinion concerning the titles we offer. However, we cannot allow persons under the age of 13 to have accounts at or to post customer reviews. Please see our Terms of Use for more details.

What to exclude from your review:

Please do not write about reviews, commentary, or information posted on the product page. If you see any errors in the information on the product page, please send us an email.

Reviews should not contain any of the following:

  • - HTML tags, profanity, obscenities, vulgarities, or comments that defame anyone
  • - Time-sensitive information such as tour dates, signings, lectures, etc.
  • - Single-word reviews. Other people will read your review to discover why you liked or didn't like the title. Be descriptive.
  • - Comments focusing on the author or that may ruin the ending for others
  • - Phone numbers, addresses, URLs
  • - Pricing and availability information or alternative ordering information
  • - Advertisements or commercial solicitation


  • - By submitting a review, you grant to Barnes & and its sublicensees the royalty-free, perpetual, irrevocable right and license to use the review in accordance with the Barnes & Terms of Use.
  • - Barnes & reserves the right not to post any review -- particularly those that do not follow the terms and conditions of these Rules. Barnes & also reserves the right to remove any review at any time without notice.
  • - See Terms of Use for other conditions and disclaimers.
Search for Products You'd Like to Recommend

Recommend other products that relate to your review. Just search for them below and share!

Create a Pen Name

Your Pen Name is your unique identity on It will appear on the reviews you write and other website activities. Your Pen Name cannot be edited, changed or deleted once submitted.

Your Pen Name can be any combination of alphanumeric characters (plus - and _), and must be at least two characters long.

Continue Anonymously
Sort by: Showing 1 – 15 of 14 Customer Reviews
  • Posted March 9, 2011

    I Also Recommend:

    Jess Walter...wonderful as always

    I always enjoy reading novels by Jess Walter, and I am always impressed by his ability to tell a really excellent story while emphasizing so many important and timely themes. This novel is another great example of those abilities. The main narrative is a wildly entertaining thriller, told in dissociative flashes and brief cryptic moments, it's a page-turner where the final piece doesn't fall into place until the very last pages. What really impressed me about this book is how perceptive the author was to have written this book in 2006. Walter hits on important contemporary issues faced by Americans in a post 9/11 world. He raises questions about torture, executive authority, agency jurisdiction, post-traumatic stress disorder-- all issues that have been covered by the media since the fall of the Towers in 2001. Walter also hints at the forthcoming financial crisis as one character breaks down over the arbitrary nature of mortgage backed securities-- and this book was written in 2006, well before most Americans knew anything about the mortgage debacle that was to bring down the U.S. economy in 2008. While Walter's subsequent novel, The Financial Lives of the Poets, deals with the financial crisis in more detail, I did find it interesting that he seemed to be on top of this issue so early.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted May 31, 2010

    Really, really enjoyed Parts 1 and 2

    If I were to rate this book solely on (a complete version of) parts 1 and 2, I probably would have given it 5 stars.

    I loved the surrealism, and the writing in parts 1 and 2. They were beautifully written.

    But the book just completely lost me at part 3.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Posted April 10, 2010

    Fascinating read!

    Jess Walter is an absolutely original writer. All of his books reveal a sharp wit and the ability to completely inhabit a character and The Zero is no exception. This is not another Ground Zero book. This is a look at the lives of 3-dimensional characters that happens to take place after 9-11. It is captivating and heartbreaking, capturing much of the fallout (physical and emotional) of that event and its aftermath. This could easily have devolved into sentimentality or caricatured depictions of first responders and victims, but Walter keeps it straight, with vivid descriptions of the City, the people, and the events and a concise writing style full of energy and original perspective. Highly recommended.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted February 18, 2010

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted July 28, 2010

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted February 4, 2011

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted January 4, 2010

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted January 7, 2010

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted February 6, 2010

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted April 13, 2014

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted August 24, 2010

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted June 23, 2011

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted May 12, 2014

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted November 16, 2009

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted January 28, 2014

    No text was provided for this review.

Sort by: Showing 1 – 15 of 14 Customer Reviews

If you find inappropriate content, please report it to Barnes & Noble
Why is this product inappropriate?
Comments (optional)