Ugumu is a relative term.
While to myself, currently and formely deeply immersed in the prose of Gibbonian greatness, gravita of Thucydides' thickness, lavishness of Dickensian diction and courtly Churchillian critiques not to mention Yogi Berra's taint tautologies, sham shallowness of Shaw's shows and Lord Russell's tussles with linguistic logic would find nothing exceptional in your perfectly ordinary writings, those without the advantage of having seen a proper library until they were sent by their villages to UDSM would petition to vary their position like an overstretched hyperbolic curve near asymptotes.
I can't fathom the viral vitriol and vile vibe were one to actually and deliberately pen an odious Odyssey-like ode to offend the ordinary Oblomov's oblongata to oblivion.