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When best selling true crime author Corey Mitchell sent Michelle McKee, the editor of his #1 True Crime site (In Cold Blog), out looking for a 1st Amendment champion that pulled no punches, she got all of that and more in horror creator Hart D. Fisher. What has come forth from this union has been a heart wrenching tale of rape, murder and utter mayhem, a story of a marked man and his nearly decade long secret battle to keep a killer behind bars. If Mr. Fisher had deep scars to hide from the public, they are all revealed here in a riveting series of articles published once a month at In Cold Blog (

“While he defended his rights in front of a national audience Hart Fisher was suffering in his own private Hell.” Offers Michelle McKee, “Fisher was not only defending his right to publish material that the family members of Jeffrey Dahmer’s victims found objectionable, he was also attending a murder trial [as a major witness].”

While Mr. Fisher’s work through his controversial publishing house, Boneyard Press, was being lynched in the mainstream media on shows like The Jerry Springer Show, Entertainment Tonight, and A Current Affair, his personal life was a warzone filled with death threats, violence, rape and robbery, but the worst was yet to come. Seven days into shooting his first feature film, The Garbage Man, Mr. Fisher suffered a loss that would break him utterly, the brutal rape and murder of his first love and live-in girlfriend, Michelle Davis, during a horrific motel robbery.

Mr. Fisher was a key witness in the 3 separate trials of Eric Daniels, the murderer of his love. Each trial more brutal, more gut twisting than the last, with fistfights in the jury room, a murderer nearly set free, a prison guard stabbed in the face, all secrets Mr. Fisher kept from the public while he fought for his 1st amendment freedoms at every turn.

For the first time ever, the riveting author of Poems for the Dead writes about this and much more. If you thought you knew Hart D. Fisher, think again.
Here are links and excerpts from Hart Fisher’s riveting true account of the murder and madness that went on behind the set of his first feature film, The Garbage Man:

“I knew what was going on. I knew what they needed to get hunting. He went down his list too slow. When I had to describe the tattoo I’d drawn for her, the one on her belly, the one they identified the body with, I knew her face had been fucked up.
I knew someone hurt her before it ended.”

“Her grandmother was telling people in Dallas, where she had went to high school, that I’d filmed her murder for my movie The Garbage Man. A few weeks earlier I was sitting at Grandma’s kitchen table, drinking her lemonade, laughing. Now I couldn’t believe what she was saying about me.”

“Without thinking, I pushed the cassette in. My ears burned. Listening to it hurt. At one point I had to pull over to the side of the road. My hands trembled. I put my head down on the wheel. At home I knew there was mail to sort, dogs to feed, and death threat messages to delete.”

“San Diego is surreal. I’m a mess. Home is worse.
I know her killer is locked up somewhere in town. I want him like I’ve never wanted anything in my life before. I want to feel him breaking under my knuckles. I want to bathe in his screams. I want to bruise his soul. The brutality of this need pushes…
I’m hanging on as hard as I can but I’ve spun out way over the edge.”

“Now Daniels was telling folks that he had a relationship with Michelle. The press was all over it. Black male assailant, pretty white girl, yeah they loved this goddamn story, ran it right into the ground. The police needed me to testify as to Michelle’s physical condition before she went to work. They needed me to testify on the witness stand about our sex life. They wanted to know if Michelle liked to be hit, if I had hit her, if we had rough sex.”

“She was crying, his fist was angry, so goddamn angry, yelling at her. She had her hands up, her head ducked down, trying to hide from those fists. I watched the fist coming down again and again while he spun her around with his grip on her t-shirt. I could see the tears on her face in the street light, the pain of the blows.

I knew about pain. I knew about fists.”

“I’m going to kill him. I’m going to kill him in the center of the courtroom, with my bare goddamn hands. No one will stop me. The courtroom is small. HE’ll be too close. I think of it. I think of him. I hear he doesn’t like it in his cage… it’s supposed to make me feel better, them telling me that…
It doesn't."

Critical Praise for Mr. Fisher’s In Cold Blog writings:

“Your stories were terrifying and heartbreaking. Thank you."
-Tom Towles/Halloween/Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer

“It’s a searing, raw read, a horrific story of pain, justification, loss and anger.”
-Rich Johnston/

"Heartwrenching... Horrific, true, tragic and compelling."
-Burl Barer/

“Hart Fisher speaks from his soul as effortlessly as some people breathe. I'm glad he made it out alive to tell his story.”
-Jeax Janovsky/Pulp Secret

“Hart D. Fisher's In Cold Blog entries are beautifully haunting portraits of a troubled and brilliant mind. Once I started to read them I couldn't look away even as it took my breath away. Fisher is one of the greats of our time and one of my favorites."
-Dai Green/


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