With the publication of his latest novel, “Windows on the World” (Grasset), a rumination on the Sept. 11 terrorist attacks that just won the prestigious Interallie literary prize here, Beigbeder says he’s ready to start a new chapter.
“I’ve had it with celebrity,” he says over an Irish whiskey in his office at Flammarion, where he was recently brought in as editorial director to revitalize the publishing house’s list of authors. “I’m ready to become a J.D. Salinger. I dream of becoming a hermit.”
He might have to wait awhile before his wish comes true. “Windows on the World” has shot to the top of the best-seller list here, garnering strong reviews, and it’s on the short list for France’s top literary award, the Prix Goncourt. Meanwhile, Beigbeder’s agenda is crammed with interviews, appointments and book signings for months.
In “Windows on the World,” Carthew Yorston, a divorced real estate agent from Texas, takes his two young sons for breakfast at Windows on the World, the restaurant on the 107th floor of the north tower of the World Trade Center on Sept. 11. When the first plane hits, he tries to convince his sons that the attack is a game. The short chapters are devoted to every minute between 8:30 and 10:29 as Yorston reflects on the vagaries of life, love and happiness.
Beigbeder wrote the book in the Ciel de Paris restaurant on the 56th floor of the Tour Montparnasse, the tallest building in Paris, and, while it is clearly fiction, “Windows on the World” also dissects France’s rampant anti-Americanism and tries to construct a paradigm for the post-Sept. 11 world.