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I just finished Cocaine Blues, the first Phryne Fisher novel, and enjoyed it immensely, although I couldn't help as I read it but think that Phryne Fisher was a bit of a male fantasy of what a tough, smart, and independent woman should be. I loved her, but thought that her reactions and outlook would have been considerable different had a woman wrote the series. Then I guess a similar thing could be said of Hercule Poirot and other protagonists whose gender differed from that of their creator. I've always marveled at writers who could write lines for characters whose experience of life they could never experience from within.
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