What happens when we stop idolising the generations above us? Stop idolising our own parents? What happens when we become frightened of the generations below us? Frightened of our own children? The Aeolian islands, 2010. Sophia, on the cusp of adulthood, spends a long hot summer with her father in Sicily. There she falls in love for the first time. There she works as her father's amanuensis, typing the novel he dictates, a story about sex and gender divides. There, their relationship fractures. London, Summer 2020. Sophia's father, a 61-year-old novelist who does not feel himself to be a bad or outdated person sits in a large theatre, surrounded by strangers, watching his daughter's first play. A play that takes that Sicilian holiday is its subject. A play that will force him to watch his purported crimes play out in front of him.

'A furious encapsulation of Generation Rent.' OLIVIA LAING, NEW STATESMAN BOOKS OF THE YEAR 2021 'Cool, sharp and perceptive.' Stylist What is the true cost of living as a young person in 21st-century England? It's autumn 2018 and a young woman moves into a rented room in university accommodation, ready to begin a job as a research assistant at Oxford. Here, living and working in the spaces that have birthed the country's leaders, she is both outsider and insider, and she can't shake the feeling that real life is happening elsewhere. Eight months later she finds herself in London. She's landed a temp contract at a society magazine and is paying GBP80 a week to sleep on a stranger's sofa. Summer rolls on and England roils with questions around its domestic civil rights: Brexit, Grenfell, climate change, homelessness. Meanwhile, tensions with her flatmate escalate, she is overworked and underpaid, and the prospects of a permanent job seem increasingly unlikely, until finally she has to ask herself: what is this all for? Incisive, original and brilliantly observed, Three Rooms is the story of a search for a home and for a self. Driven by despair and optimism in equal measure, the novel poignantly explores politics, race and belonging. 'From the first paragraph, I was hooked... There's quiet, raw power in this book and its author.' COURTTIA NEWLAND, OBSERVER BOOKS OF THE YEAR 2021 'A phenomenal achievement.' The Times 'One of the most candid and subtle explorations of class by an English novelist in recent years.' TLS 'A biting dissection of privilege, race, inequality and ideology in 21st century Britain.' i 'Jo Hamya is an exceptionally gifted writer...slowly but surely broke my heart.' CLAIRE-LOUISE BENNETT 'Intelligent, melancholy, funny and subtle.' CHRIS POWER 'Both spectral and steeped in contemporary reality.' OLIVIA SUDJIC

What happens when we stop idolising the generations above us? Stop idolising our own parents? What happens when we become frightened of the generations below us? Frightened of our own children?

The Aeolian islands, 2010. Sophia, on the cusp of adulthood, spends a long hot summer with her father in Sicily. There she falls in love for the first time. There she works as her father's amanuensis, typing the novel he dictates, a story about sex and gender divides. There, their relationship fractures.

London, Summer 2020. Sophia's father, a 61-year-old novelist who does not feel himself to be a bad or outdated person sits in a large theatre, surrounded by strangers, watching his daughter's first play. A play that takes that Sicilian holiday is its subject. A play that will force him to watch his purported crimes play out in front of him.

Something about your generation I've noticed, she said not unkindly once I had fallen silent, is that you give up very easily. Autumn 2018. A young woman starts a job as a research assistant at Oxford. But she can't shake the feeling that real life is happening elsewhere. Eight months later she finds herself in London. She's landed a temp contract at a society magazine and is paying GBP80 a week to sleep on a stranger's sofa. As the summer rolls on, tensions with her flatmate escalate. She is overworked and underpaid, spends her free time calculating the increasing austerity in England through the rising cost of Freddos. The prospects of a permanent job seem increasingly unlikely, until she finally asks herself: is it time to give up? **A NEW STATESMAN BOOK OF THE YEAR ** ________________________________ PRAISE FOR THREE ROOMS 'I was bowled over by this barbed, supple book...spiky, unsettling.' OLIVIA LAING 'Cool, sharp and perceptive' Stylist 'Crisp and resonant' New Statesman 'A phenomenal achievement' The Times 'One of the most candid and subtle explorations of class by an English novelist in recent years' TLS 'A biting dissection of privilege, race, inequality and ideology in 21st century Britain' i 'Jo Hamya is an exceptionally gifted writer...slowly but surely broke my heart' CLAIRE-LOUISE BENNETT 'Intelligent, melancholy, funny and subtle' CHRIS POWER 'Both spectral and steeped in contemporary reality' OLIVIA SUDJIC 'Resigned to renting forever and feeling guilty every time you buy a cup of coffee? You'll want to read Jo Hamya's urgent and intelligent debut' EVENING STANDARD