This, the first novel that Ngugi wrote (if not published), is a deserved classic and one that encapsulates much of the tension in early post-colonial Africa.
The hero loves his education but finds that, through the British legacy, it has been bound up with Christianity and a betrayal of his tribal origins. Where does he want to stand: with the Christians or with his own roots? Desperately searching for a third way, the eponymous river between, he tries to negotiate village politics but is torn apart by increasing rivalry.
Relatively short, it carries a kind of fable quality, and is also touched with humour: the scene where the teenagers are stood in the cool river, prior to being circumcised and therefore made adults, hoping that the coldness will numb the pain is very funny.
Fundamentally, though, this is a tragedy, elegantly written and plotted. It is my favourite of Ngugi's novels and one that is still frequently on the O-level syllabus in countries in East Africa.
He published it first as James Ngugi and now you buy it written by Ngugi wa Thiong'o. Moreover, Ngugi himself, by deciding no longer to write his novels in English, has turned his back on the river between, or at least the potential highlighted in this novel. The issues he raised here, then, continue to be personally relevant.
If you read only three novels by African authors about Africa, this deserves to be one of them.