Miranda is a has-been actor who is now an assistant professor at a small university. It's her job to teach a few classes and direct the annual play put on by the abysmally-funded theatre department. Miranda is in chronic pain due to a faulty hip surgery which then lead to back issues. Essentially, she can't get through the day without a combination of pills that she abuses to no end. As if things couldn't get worse, her theatre students have organized a mutiny against her play choice "All's Well That Ends Well", campaigning instead for Macbeth. Completely down on her luck and in severe never-ending pain, Miranda seems to have found relief from 3 strange men she met in the bar she frequents. All they want in return for their gifts is "a good show". Will Miranda be able to deliver before truly spiraling out of control?

This is my first Awad novel and I am truly at a loss...like wtf RLLY happened?!
The dialogue was a lot of inner self-talk and the plot points were extremely murky, thanks to our insanely unreliable narrator who is neurotic at best, rapidly approaching insanity at worst. Miranda moves from downright miserable to so cheery that it's scaring her friends, students, and lover. As the story unfolds, the lines between reality and wherever tf Miranda is when she's not living IRL are blurred. It's a big ol' question mark for the reader to decipher themselves, and it only gets blurrier as the time moves on. Miranda's changes are documented well, characterized by consistent paranoia that someone will ~find out about what she's done/is doing~, holding rehearsals until 1AM, and just generally treating her dumpster fire of a life like "all's well". While this book is clearly a work of fiction, it forced me to think deeply about chronic pain, more specifically women and chronic pain. Although Miranda hyper fixates on her life before the accident and came into her newfound health in a terrible way, I felt for her (and eventually Briana as well) as I read. All of her doctor's appointments, remedies that wouldn't work, men that told her that "pain lives in the brain", the reluctant kindness shown by others was infuriating. All's Well framed chronic pain as an inconvenience to others and painted the sufferers as people who were simply stressed, anxious, and/or wallowing in their pain, which is oftentimes how these people are perceived in reality (Even by their loved ones AHEM: Grace), which is super shitty.
I'm not sure WHAT genre I'd classify this as but the writing style and flat out insanity that ensued reminded me of A Touch of Jen by Beth Morgan. So if that was your vibe, you'd probably like this too.