Since I've actually met Scott Westerfeld, I don't hold with those theories. You know, the ones where he's just the figurehead of a production studio of writers cranking out prose á la Alexandre Dumas or a made-up person like J.K. Rowling. (Trust me, that woman's real name is Madge Montgomery, and she's just a front for a litter of creative but distractable Shih Tzus. I have it on good authority.) Still, Westerfeld turns out a lot of books (something like ten in the past couple of years) and he could perhaps be forgiven if they sucked. But they don't.
Case in point, my fave of his efforts: the Midnighters series.
( SPOILERS ABOUND HERE. STEP CAREFULLY LEST YE TRIP OVER PLOT-TYPE FACTS AND STUFF YE WOULD PROBABLY RATHER NOT KNOW IF YE PLAN TO READ THE MIDNIGHTERS BOOKS BUT HAVEN'T YET, KTHNX )
Case in point, my fave of his efforts: the Midnighters series.
( SPOILERS ABOUND HERE. STEP CAREFULLY LEST YE TRIP OVER PLOT-TYPE FACTS AND STUFF YE WOULD PROBABLY RATHER NOT KNOW IF YE PLAN TO READ THE MIDNIGHTERS BOOKS BUT HAVEN'T YET, KTHNX )