I've just found out that James Lasdun (above) has won the National Short Story Prize. My first feeling is guilt that I'd missed the boat and not been able to update the EnCompass news section accordingly. But on reflection, it seems a little strange to me that a prize which was so hyped at the time of its launch, can be awarded so quietly. I gather you had to be in the right place (listening to BBC Radio 4) at the right time (early evening, 15th May) to find out what happened, and I, evidently, was not. (And I'm not the only person who forgot all about the prize pretty much as soon as it was announced - see this post on The Tart of Fiction blog.)
Oh, short stories. Nope, whatever you say, I just can't get that excited about them. Flannery O'Connor (1925-1964), Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849), Anton Chekhov (1860-1904) ... that's about it for me. Now, novellas: I likes them!