One fine afternoon at Barnes and Noble a decade ago a man came in looking for some help. Turns out, he was looking for a book. As often happened to us, the man couldn’t remember the title of the book.
“Do you remember what the book was about?” No, he couldn’t. As luck would have it, the guy did remember the author’s last name: Tay. Did he know how to spell it? No. Did he remember anything else that might be helpful in locating the book? No.
We checked our computers, nothing. We checked Book In Print, nothing sounded right to him. We ran with the info however.
Could it be the Tao of Pooh and the Te of Piglet? No. A classic mystery thriller by Josephine Tey? That wasn't right either.
We pulled books from all over the store and nothing fit. We absolutely couldn’t find anything. We’d been searching for 20 minutes.
Then, one of us thought to ask, “Do you remember the first name?”
Yes, yes he did: Don. Don Tay.
The guy was looking for The Inferno.