It's true:
issue#4 of Lovecraftian zine Cthulhupalooza, containing my story "Thornton, Nevada", is now available for your purchasing pleasure. Three bucks a copy, folks - you can't afford NOT to buy it! What with today's economy and all.
Basically, the story is a pretty good argument as to why you shouldn't wander off from your dorm in the middle of the night and go on UFO sightseeing tours in the desert with creepy guys who sing folk songs at you. Which is a situation I think we've all found ourselves in at one point or another.
(Print copies of the zine are limited, by the way, so I humbly suggest you purchase two dozen, then seal them all safely in mylar bags and never, ever read them.)