| I remember... | Title | Author |
| Germans, bayonets and repeated references to smells. | |
| Black Feminism and letters to God. | |
| The roaring twenties: Bootleggin and adultery. | |
| Incest and cringing when it was being read to us by a teacher. | |
| Lower class, middle class, death, lower class again; not having a clue whats going on. 'After all we are only 14 miss!' | |
| A self-deluded character called Dorothea. | |
| Lizards, onions, kids in prison. | |
| Pony and trap, cloaks and being absolutely petrified. | |
| | I remember... | Title | Author |
| Suicide, interrogation, socialism. | |
| Pure feminism... | |
| Insanity, Incest, Murder ( not necessarily in that order) | |
| Angry peasants, drunken judges, the alienation effect. | |
| Lines, Lines and Lines | |
| Suspense, war and making jokes about the name 'Trotter' | |
| The American dream, something about a fridge and banging my head against the desk. | |
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