Haruki himself attended, and spoke about various things including how he forms his stories & characters:

“I have no plan. That is a main thing. When the story ends, I just know it ends, so I stop the story. The characters just pop up in my mind, from the blue. When the Sheep Man appeared, I was shocked.” Haruki Murakami, Oslo 8/23/10

and, once you tire of listening to his voice, here’s the beautiful original:

Here is the second part of the story:

Sachi was playing at the restaurant one evening when the two young surfers came in for a meal. It was the sixth day since they had arrived in Hanalei. They were thoroughly tanned, and they seemed to have a sturdier look about them now as well.

“Hey, you play the piano!” the stocky one exclaimed.

Keep Reading Hanalei Bay part 2 at The Guardian

Here’s an extract from the beginning, followed by a link to the full article:

Sachi lost her 19-year-old son to a big shark that attacked him when he was surfing in Hanalei Bay. Properly speaking, it was not the shark that killed him. Alone, far from shore when the animal ripped his right leg off, he panicked and drowned. Drowning, therefore, was the official cause of death. The shark all but tore his surfboard in half as well. Sharks are not fond of human flesh. Most often their first bite disappoints them and they swim away. Which is why there are many cases in which the person loses a leg or an arm but survives as long as he doesn’t panic. Sachi’s son, though, suffered some sort of cardiac arrest, swallowed massive amounts of ocean water, and drowned.

When notice came from the Japanese consulate in Honolulu, Sachi sank to the floor in shock. Her head emptied out, and she found it impossible to think. All she could do was sit there staring at a spot on the wall. How long this went on, she had no idea. But eventually she regained her senses enough to look up the number of an airline and make a reservation for a flight to Hawaii. The consulate staff person had urged her to come as soon as possible in order to identify the victim. There was still some chance it might not be her son.

Read the full article at The Guardian