Dorothy isn't the happiest of girls. Kansas is pretty damn boring, her aunt and uncle are hicks, and it seems she doesn't much belong. But when her shed gets picked up by a cyclone and dropped in Oz, things begin to get interesting. There's this broad called Glinda who's taken more than a bit of a liking to her, and perverted munchkins who run a tabloid newspaper full of green celebrity snatch. There's also Ozma, who runs Oz's only transgender helpline-and who is toe-curlingly hot by the way. Between silver shoes and matching purses, politics and dildos, lesbian witches and wizards with gambling debts, Dorothy must find her way home (wherever that might be)-and figure out who really makes her heels click.

"Stories that delight, surprise, that hang about the dusky edges of 'mainstream' fiction with characters, settings, plots that abandon the normal and mundane and explore new ideas, themes and ways of being." -Deb Hoag. Featuring: Nancy A. Collins, Eugie Foster, Janice Lee, Rachel Kendall, Candy Caradoc, Mysty Unger, Roberta Lawson, Sara Genge, Gina Ranalli, Deb Hoag, C. M. Vernon, Aliette de Bodard, Caroline M. Yoachim, Flavia Testa, Aimee C. Amodio, Ann Hagman Cardinal, Rachel Turner, Wendy Jane Muzlanova, Katie Coyle, Helen Burke, Janis Butler Holm, J.S. Breukelaar, Carol Novack, Tantra Bensko, Nancy DiMauro, Moira McPartlin.

Who are the Enigmatic Polygeneration? They were christened by Tom Bradley in chapter four of Put It Down in a Book, as follows: Digital connectivity has rendered physical locality irrelevant and made polyversality the new thing . . . Once space has been erased by the miracle of email, so has time, in terms of its effects on the human frame . . . In a creation where particles can spookily act upon each other at a distance of quadrillions of light years, the Seven Ages of Man are as days in the week, and a generation can span an open-ended number of decades . . . I'll invent a name that's doubly apt, as these writers produce electricity as well as useful heat.

When gonzo columnist Eve Petra is fired by her magazine's new owner, she spends a couple of days (okay, a week or so) wallowing in self-pity and Jack Daniels. To her great dismay, no one wants to hire a middle-aged female version of Hunter Thompson. The market has changed. People have changed. The only thing that hasn't changed is Eve. Lying on her bed wondering what the hell has happened to her life, it comes to her. Who has weathered every whim of the fickle public for nearly five decades? Who has shown the ability to rise from the ashes of every disaster? Who is looking down at her from a poster taped to her bedroom ceiling? Rock God Steven Tyler. Armed with a Glock and a bottle of Jack, accompanied by her adventurous Grandma Rose, Eve starts on a cross-country trip to find her hero, and to ask him to explain the meaning of life to her. Along the way, she escapes murderous circus performers, becomes a Girl Scout cookie and meets a Wild Man in a sharkskin suit just a few of the adventures that open Eve's eyes and change her perspective on life. Now she just needs to find Steven Tyler and get him to tell her what the hell she should do next...and keep Grandma Rose from seducing him.

Congratulations to Deb Hoag, whose story 'Phat is a Four Letter Word' has been chosen as the editor's choice for Issue 7 All poems and stories were given anonymously to the Editor-in-Chief to read, and he picked Deb's as his favourite, feeling that it perfectly fits the energy and dark humour of Polluto. Deb's story can be read in Polluto 7, due out soon From bone-crushing lovers to a cross-dressing hitman, the night-soil man of the gods and sex conditioning on squids, the dangerous desires of the diabolically large and seductively small, body-swapping, gender-swapping, exploration, transcendence and re-incarnation, machines that are gods and machines that are cats . . . some of the strangest and scariest authors are gathered here - enter if you dare