Sunday, 16 August 2009

COMPETITON: Win signed copies of Furnace: Lockdown & Furnace:Solitary, and The Inventors, books 1 & 2, by Alexander Gordon Smith

It's the summer holidays - time to chill out and read a good book, time for a well-earned rest. And what better than a competition to giveaway SIX sets of books by Alexander Gordon Smith.

You can read an interview with Alexander Gordon Smith right here

For THREE lucky readers there's the opportunity to win a set of signed copies of FURNACE: LOCKDOWN and FURNACE: SOLITARY. Also included in each set are a few special surprise goodies.


What do you want when you pick up a book? Do you want a slow, leisurely read where everything's full of sunlight and smiles, where life is easy? NO! Well FURNACE are the books for you and I can't recommend them highly-enough.

Alexander Gordon Smith's writing is taut and highly-charged. Emotions run high, and the pace never slackens. Atmosphere and menace heightens every page of prose. This is no easy ride, for main character, Alex, or the reader.

The horror lurks in shadows and plain sight but it's never gratuitous, or explicit, but it enters the psyche and lets the imagination run riot. An original concept, fully-realised, dark and claustrophobic, and not for the faint-hearted.


Beneath heaven is hell. Beneath hell is Furnace. Furnace Penitentiary. The world's most secure prison for young offenders, buried a mile beneath the earth's surface. One way in, no way out. Once you're here, you're here until you die, and for most of the inmates that doesn't take long - not with the sadistic guards and the bloodthirsty gangs.
Convicted of a murder he didn't commit, sentenced to life without parole, 'new fish' Alex Sawyer knows he has two choices: find a way out, or resign himself to a death behind bars, in the darkness at the bottom of the world. Only in Furnace, death is the least of his worries. Soon Alex discovers that the prison is a place of pure evil, where creatures in gas masks stalk the corridors at night, where giants in black suits drag screaming inmates into the shadows, where deformed beasts can be heard howling from the blood drenched tunnels below. And behind everything is the mysterious, all-powerful warden, a man as cruel and as dangerous as the devil himself, whose unthinkable acts have consequences that stretch far beyond the walls of the prison.
Together with a bunch of inmates - some innocent kids who have been framed, others cold-blooded killers - Alex plans the prison break to end all prison breaks. But as he starts to uncover the truth about Furnace's deeper, darker purpose, Alex's actions grow ever more dangerous, and he must risk everything to expose this nightmare that's hidden from the eyes of the world.


Escape is just the beginning...
We thought we'd made it, we thought we were free. But we should have known there was no way out of Furnace. All we did was slip deeper into the guts of the prison: into solitary confinement, where the real nightmares live - the warden, the Wheezers, and something much, much worse.
The clock's ticking. Because if we don't escape soon they will turn us into freaks - like them.




For younger readers, or those of a more squeamish disposition, we have THREE sets of THE INVENTORS to giveaway.

Nate and Cat absolutely love inventing. You name it, they've tried to build it. After accidentally turning their headmaster blue, they win a year's scholarship with the world's richest, cleverest, most charismatic inventor, Ebenezer Saint. And along with twenty-three of the brightest scientific minds in the land they begin their year-long stay in the Saint Solutions paradise, a vast industrial compound filled with unimaginable inventions.

But it soon becomes clear that all is not what it seems. Ebenezer Saint is hiding a dark agenda - and if Nate and Cat ever want to see their families again, they will have to out-wit, out-run and out-invent the world's greatest inventor.


Nate and Cat are still mad about inventing, but it's a dangerous game. Having narrowly defeated the crazed genius Ebenezer Saint, strange things are happening back home. What is Saint's building company up to? Why is everyone in the town acting crazy? And who is the metal man with golden eyes staring at them from the shadows?

Once again Nate and Cat will have to out-wit, out-run and out-invent the world's greatest inventor, but this time there's a whole army to defeat.




RULES AND CONDITIONS - see side panel

The competition is open to all countries.

You may enter both competitions but please do so in separate comments boxes and include the title of the books you'd like to win.


Steph said...

I'd love to be entered in the Inventors competition--they look great!


Hannia said...


My scariest dream. Well, let me see.

I have lucid dreams a lot (meaning I’m conscious within my dreams), so I can usually control them; however, sometimes I’m only in mid-lucidity, meaning I know I’m dreaming but can’t control the actions within. My scariest dream was during one of these mid-lucid dreams, I was aware I was dreaming but couldn’t get out.

I was being chased by something through a forest. It was dark and all I could see was the moonlight shining through the shaking leaves as I rushed past them. I tried banging my head against a tree to wake up, but of course, I was asleep, so it didn’t hurt and wouldn’t work.

Whatever was chasing me was gradually getting closer, and when I came to a dead end, I could do nothing but wait for what was coming. “It’s only a dream,” I kept chanting, but lucid dreams are so realistic, and I couldn’t shake the fear running through me.

Branches snapped, leaves were pushed to the side, and this dark body in a white dressing gown walked up to me, swaying. This ‘something’ was a girl. My height. My dark-coloured hair. But I couldn’t see her face. As she came closer, her hair flipped back, and it was me. I was the creature I was trying so hard to get away from. A crazed smile adorned ‘my’ lips, and scars littered my face. Then the chest of my dream-self started to convulse. A shrieking laugh erupted from ‘my’ mouth, and ‘my’ head fell back as flashing images of me in a mental institution played in front of my eyes.

Needless to say when I woke up seconds later, I didn’t get back to sleep that night.

(I would love to win these two books. When I saw the front cover I thought, "They don't look like my kind of thing." But after reading the blurb, I realized that they are exactly my kind of book. Whoever wins will be a very lucky person.)

Joshua Truitt said...


One of my worst nightmares would have to be a dream I had when I was running away from something. I remember being too scard to look back at what it was, only knowing I had to run from it. When I began to run, my legs didn't want to go as fast as they should've. I felt as if they were full of lead. I knew I could go faster, but my legs just wouldn't listen. After running in the sluggish way I was, I unwillingly began to close my eyes. When I tried to open them, they felt as if they had been sealed shut. I was terrified as I ran blindly from my possible killer. I could feel the thing get closer and closer, and just as it engulfed me, I woke.

(I thought the book looked good from the outside, so I went on reading the blurb. I liked what I read and thought it would be a good book to read. It seems exciting, full of suspense, and my kind of book.)

Donna Newnham said...


My worst nightmare may seem tame to tohers but it scares the hoolies out of me! It is a recurring nightmare and each time the characters age as we do in real life.

In my nightmare I am standing on the bank of a river with my family and there is no way to cross. An old man comes along driving a horse drawn cart and offes us a lift across the river. Although he looks perfectly normal I can't get riid of the feeling of dread and revulsion when I look at him and do not want to trust him with my family. But my husband agress and we put the children on and climb aboard. I know immediately that something is not right, but am now trapped on the cart by the fast flowing river. The man has turned his face away, but I know that he is changing into something evil. I pull my children tighter and feel the dread creep into me as we get closer to the other side. I know that when we reach it something dreadful will befall us. I always wake before we have reached the other side, and every time I dream the same thing we are chaged that little bit. But the feeling of terror, of being taken to our doom never leaves. I always wake up at the same point and hope that we never reach that other river bank for if we do then I know that something terrible will happen, and I am powerless to stop it.

Julie Day said...


Like the look of them. Look fun to read.

maryweasley said...


My name is Anna.


Kristen said...


My scariest nightmare is being presumed dead and then screaming while being creamated and no one coming to my rescue. Dying a slow death. *shivers*

Kristen said...



Beth said...


I am entering to this for my son. My scariest nightmare is the one where I lose my son. I am in a crowded place, and I can hear him calling "Mommy!". But not matter where I look, I can't find him.

liziz0915 at aol dot com

Beth said...

Inventors. Please enter me.

lizzi0915 at aol dot com

anonymous said...


Tracy said...

Hi anonymous - if you read this can you post again with a name. :) Thanks

anonymous said...

Tracy -

Anonymous is Mia. Sorry, my google account refuses to sign in with anything, but anonymous.

anonymous said...

This is Mia again! :)


I saw this escape artist on TV once. They chained him up so he couldn't move and then buried him in a coffin. My biggest nightmare is to be bound so I can't move, locked inside a dark and suffocating coffin buried under 6 feet of dirt and concrete. The thought of not being able to move as the oxygen slowly dissipates can give me panic attacks.

Connected to this fear is a fear of the locked-in syndrome. It's a syndrome where parts of your brain are damaged and you can't move even though your concious and aware. To be so helpless that you can't even communicate wants or needs is quite possibly the worst thing I can think of.

*** said...

Inventors! Yay! My students would love these!

Laurie (from Good Reads YA)

Tracy said...

Thanks for leaving your name, Mia. :)

Misty said...

I'd like to be entered for Inventors.


Anonymous said...

Inventors looks awesome,

Anonymous said...


My worst dream is where I'm walking around where i live with someone i don't know but in my dream he's one of my best friends, and he changes into a werewolf and chases me. I always find it more scary just because I know him in the dream. And just before he catches me the dream goes back to the beginning, and we're walking around again, then he turns into a vampire, and it keeps repeating itself, with him being all sorts of things like a zombie and everything i can think of, then the last time he just goes all evil and he can fly, but i can fly too. I think I'm gunna get away but then he kills me.
i also had one where i was stood on top of my school and i jumped off, but i could fly, well it's not really flying more like gliding, like it's harder for me to go higher, and everyone thinks everything will be fine but then i get impaled on the top of the school gates and the pain seems real.
Yeah, i don't have nightmares a lot. I can usually fly though, i don't know what that means :P

Diana said...

I have a recurring nightmare about the end of the world. In it, zombie-like creatures have taken over the world and I'm part of a small group of survivors. We spend my entire dream trying to escape from these creatures, desperately looking for basic supplies like food and searching for places to hide. There's always somebody in my group that gets caught and dies. At the beginning of the dream, all these people around me are strangers, but once a person is caught and killed, I realize at the last minute that it is somebody I know. Aside from the terror of being chased by monsters, I also have the pain of seeing somebody die and realizing I'd been ignoring his/her presence up until then.

The details on the dream are always clear. I can see columns of smoke raising in the horizon, where entire cities and millions of people are either dying or have already been destroyed. I can also see abandoned cars on the side of the road, where bodies tell me somebody died not long ago. Everywhere I look there's desolation and despair and the whole time I'm dreaming the feeling is that I could be next at any time.

I would love to enter the contest. Thanks. dibocc [at] yahoo [dot] com

Susan Eames said...


This is an account of a real nightmare that I have never forgotten:

I am on a small bus in India. We are driving through mountains and valleys. The bus starts winding up one of the mountains. I can see the river below us. The road is narrow and the driver accelerates. I am blank with terror. At the top we start to cross some sort of causeway. The road is constructed with boulders. Suddenly the causeway collapses and the bus tips over into the valley. I try to move but it’s like fighting through mud. As we hurtle down I can see massive rocks jutting out of the river bed. My last thought before I wake up is: I hope dying isn’t going to hurt too much…

Anonymous said...

My name is Christopher


Anonymous said...


My name is Christopher...

...and my worst nightmare is to lose this competition.

Anonymous said...

I'd love to enter the Inventors competition.


Anonymous said...


My worst nightmare involved cannibalism. I was forced, at gunpoint, to eat my son's ear. My son then turned on me and tried to eat me (he's 3). He had the body of a man but the face of a toddler.

Josie Kramer said...


My scariest dream...

My scariest dream is always me playing out all the things I think about doing during the day. The lady who cut me off, or the man that treated me like the lowely woman. My dreams are where I can play out all my wishes and desires without the fear of being arrested and killed.

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